The poem, „Temptation Descends,” delves into the theme of temptation as a mysterious and supernatural force descending from the heavens. It profoundly and destructively impacts the soul, weaving a narrative of struggle, loss, and the quest for redemption amidst the ironclad grip of its allure.
Temptation descends from the heavens so high,
Down a misty path from a clear, serene sky,
Bringing forth torment, a venomous sting,
Embodiment of pain, a divine, fiery fling.
Through branches that rustle and whisper in wind,
Temptation emerges, my soul to rescind,
Casts me from heaven, into the earth’s din,
Lays between us a coffin, of ironclad skin.
In my thoughts, it looms, like a transient cloud,
A cold, icy notion, in solitude shroud.
I try to hide, yet its presence is near,
In a garden of iron bars, my fate appears clear.
I find myself in a world, forgotten and bare,
Where only shadows and thieves choose to dare.
I try to forget the temptation from sky,
For it quenched my hope, left me dry.
Temptation, once sudden, that made me believe,
That I was blooming, in its deceitful weave,
Now sits in the endless sky, watching me fade,
As I perish, unfulfilled, in the bed it made.