Cupid's Betrayal: Tempest of Hearts

Love's temple, a hallowed place;
Yet carnal lust inhabits that space,
Defiling all that is good.

Temptation's fruit, once sweet;
Now leaves bitterness when we meet,
Its nectar turned to rot.

Bed of passion, playground of delight;
But fleeting ecstasy takes winged flight,
Leaving barren, empty night.  

Profane hunger consumes the heart;
Devouring meaning, devouring art,
An insatiable appetite.

Sacred covenants, now broken vows;
Trust and commitment our spirit allows,
Love's labors, left in tatters.

Cupid's arrow, promising delight;
Wounds with cruel aim, wounds with blight,  
Poison-tipped, it shatters.

Carnal shadows, ephemeral trysts;
Momentary thrills, then twilight mists,
No foundation for the morrow.

Seek meaning not in pleasure's inns;
Those roads lead but to dead ends,
To faithlessness and sorrow.  

Let loyalty be the lasting fire;
True caring the passion that inspires,
Not lust's misleading flash.

For love is more than thrill of flesh;
It is the soul's immortal mesh,  
Binding two as one...alas!

























   The poem is part of a full version found in the book “Homo Sapiens” Part Part I - XVIII, written by Mawphniang Napoleon. This book is part of the popular “Homo Sapiens” book series, which can be purchased online at various online bookstores, such as Amazon. The book is available for purchase for those who are interested in reading the complete version of the poem. Remember to get all the books from the “Homo Sapiens” series, as well as other books by the same author.   So, don’t hesitate and get a copy today from one of the many online bookstores.   Khublei Shihajar Nguh,  (Dhanewad  )(Thank you )