The urge of passion



The passion of my heart
is neither to be quelled or quenched,
the voice is singing loud
and can not be put down or quieted,
for it is honesty of nature only
crying madly for a break and outlet
with the urge of natural necessity
for justice, acceptance and acknowledgement,
which love needs desperately
all the time for its survival
and the urge of its continuous expansion,
which is nothing less
than just a natural demand and force
of a most universal kind of all eternity.
Thus passion must not be controlled
but must be let alone, let out
and granted absolute and perfect freedom,
or there will be never any worse debacle
than when love, once set on fire,
is refused and must backfire.




Poetry by Christian Lanciai
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Written on 2010-05-02 at 14:56

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SandraMarion(Hill)Veinot
Why in the universe would true love be refused...
that is destructive in it's own thought, to me...
but; I humblely thank you for the read...
2010-05-07


Christian Lanciai
You must include the previous line to get the meaning:
"there will never be any worse debacle
than when love, once set on fire,
is refused and must backfire."
meaning, there will be no worse backfire, than when true love is refused. Thanks for your comment.
2010-05-05


night soul woman The PoetBay support member heart!
Well written and thanks for sharing but what I am actually still wondering is the last lines: "than when love, once set on fire, is refused and must backfire." but hey better to allow passion to be wild and free and tame it with love so it will not backfire:) Once again it made me think!
2010-05-05


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2010-05-02