A Former Fool's Sin and Lasting Lament
How the thought of her smiling, sick, rude facerepels me. What ever was I thinking?
My time lost in her sickening embrace
was loathsome, base, gross, foul, vile, and stinking!
O, why gave I myself to one so whorish?
So eager was I to love; young, naive,
and simple, I failed to see then how boorish
she was—so blinded was I to receive
her. In hindsight, I would undo the past,
and remain forevermore a virgin—
pure, and chaste! No shame's in that; but the waste
of not reserving myself was my sin.
For me, carnal knowledge came at great price;
I've learned my lesson, and I'll not err twice!
Sonnet by Ngoc Nguyen
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Written on 2019-06-15 at 16:14
Tags Poetry Lament Sin
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