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Wrath.
The Source of all Hatred
The Blackest of hearts possess this curse
It infringes on every border of happiness
Spreading fire and anarchy in a storm.
Lust.
Those who have fallen in this desire
pungent is their thirst
faces shine with a wretched emotion
their existence a blemish on the world
Pride.
Vengeful, deceitful it is not
It's claws embedded in the soul
It rears it's ugly head in the most innocent of men
A shadow it is, arrogant and haughty, endless and powerful.
Gluttony.
A sin it is beyond no doubt
within the chasms of the world it exists aplenty
submerged in the aromas and textures
it drowns a soul in its desire
Avarice.
Jewels reflecting brilliant light
Gold flowing from mountains and heaps
trinkets aglow, their fiery beauty enchanting
and within these riches they fall astray
Envy.
Like the scintillating green of a peacock
it embodies all that defies purity
like a balm on the world it persists
lurking within every heart awaiting its victory
Vanity.
Meaningless and worthless it may seem
A small flaw in the making of the human
Yet it's tendrils scatter subtly across the soul
Sinking its roots deep into the very core.
-Reja Syed Emran
The Source of all Hatred
The Blackest of hearts possess this curse
It infringes on every border of happiness
Spreading fire and anarchy in a storm.
Lust.
Those who have fallen in this desire
pungent is their thirst
faces shine with a wretched emotion
their existence a blemish on the world
Pride.
Vengeful, deceitful it is not
It's claws embedded in the soul
It rears it's ugly head in the most innocent of men
A shadow it is, arrogant and haughty, endless and powerful.
Gluttony.
A sin it is beyond no doubt
within the chasms of the world it exists aplenty
submerged in the aromas and textures
it drowns a soul in its desire
Avarice.
Jewels reflecting brilliant light
Gold flowing from mountains and heaps
trinkets aglow, their fiery beauty enchanting
and within these riches they fall astray
Envy.
Like the scintillating green of a peacock
it embodies all that defies purity
like a balm on the world it persists
lurking within every heart awaiting its victory
Vanity.
Meaningless and worthless it may seem
A small flaw in the making of the human
Yet it's tendrils scatter subtly across the soul
Sinking its roots deep into the very core.
-Reja Syed Emran
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A simple and very lucid yet poetic and impactful...