She is beauty personified, goddess of unending love;
Her lips speaks of desire and of undying love.
She winks to the sunny sky and breathes the morning air,
Walks amidst the splendor of a purifying love.
But mortals have shaped, altered, and clouded,
Of what she once deemed as gratifying love.
They cradled what’s tantamount to treachery and deceit,
Dimmed the lights to the road of a terrifying love.
Some old souls, however, continued to believe,
In the true charm of Aphrodite- a mystifying love.
Poetry Form: Ghazal
Another out of town that called for an absence in the blogosphere. This is me catching up to NaPoWriMo. Here’s for Day 15. XD
Day 15: Because today marks the halfway point in our 30-day sprint, today I’d like to challenge you to write a poem that incorporates the idea of doubles.