Lost Souls

 

(Source: http://www.starlight-tower.com/)

Elusive

The spark that tempts one so

A little jack o’ lantern

Leading down the path of temptation;

Grand passion

Can this be

What the troubadours sang of

In long-forgotten times?

Dark

Raging

Tempestuous

Feelings that lash out

From the prison of well-honed manners and skills

Thrusting

Piercing

Screaming

For an outlet;

Facades

Masks

Maintained

For the sake of propriety

More, for the sake of self-preservation;

Love

Or is it just lust again

A desire, a need

Of the body

Rather than the soul;

Alas, the body feasts

And the soul starves

Neglected, yet again;

Above, the vultures circle

Ready to feast on the remains

Of what once was a throbbing life

Now looking at the world with dead eyes

Carrion racing and fighting each other

For the spoils of yet another lost soul.