MARAH
Give me another!
Fill it to the brim!
When the heart is
empty and dour.
But remember the adage
“No holds barred”
So choose your flavor
of the hour.
Ah, ‘tis pleasing to the eye
With just a fleeting glance.
Gaze a little longer,
And you’ll fall into a trance.
Senses all engaged now;
Taken past initial taste.
Desire coursing through you.
There is no time to waste.
Decadence upon the lips
The tongue cannot deny.
Sweetness curving through the veins,
Fetching such a high.
Oh, the travel she’ll take you on;
Her rush will make you spin.
Floating high above the fray.
Over the earthly din.
Listen as she vows you joy~
A promise of relief.
For soon your weakness she’ll exploit;
Tactic of a sly thief.
Suddenly you’re falling down,
In sheer utterance of pain.
Reach for her now,
She can’t be found;
And you’ve played her wicked game.
Emptiness pervades your heart,
You’ll never be the same.
She left you with an acrid part;
For “Marah” is her name.
©KASM PUBLISHING 2010
Marah is the Hebrew word for “bitter”
I have written poetry, prose, short stories, Christian devotionals, etc. for many years. Recently, the fire has been re-ignited to write and I aim to reveal this talent to the world. 