I was walking down the road
Called ‘The Road of Vice’
It hugged me so tight
And kissed my feet thrice
My spine was shivered
But my blood was flamed
As my feet kept on walking
I was not to be blamed
Then I asked the road
Where it lead me to
It smiled for a while
And asked me to do
Then I started doing
Without even knowing
That was the first step
Of a sinner’s seed sowing
My senses encircled
With a feeling so nude
The call of the dark
Could no longer be rude
Then at last I reached
At the end of the road
Where only me and my vices
Were crying for an abode
Written at 3: 15am on the night of 10th of June,2010
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem