Experienced

once ascetic, one jumps to an experimentation of life
giving up to passion, maximizing the sensuality of the flesh
enjoying the fulfillment of every dream of lust
catering to all amorous adventures
following the flow of every impulse of the glands
without any fear, taking in whatever is wanted
to fortify the will of the mind less the spirit
and having learned all these through a first hand experience
one can say at the end
' i was there, and it was good, and it was enough'

now back to myself again.
alone. strong. powerful. knowledgeable.
after evil, the good prevails
as always.

back to purity. wash and clean
the past.

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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