Unholy Cats: A Poetry
Past the glory,
Inside the flowered beds
Behind the curtained walls,
Lie the unholy cats.
Twitching their tails
In rapt desires
Wailing for unholy touches,
Crying for the prize
The sweet nectar
Of love.
Let these be,
Move on...
The world is full,
Of masterful deceptions
Waiting to claw your attention
Your time is lost.
End
Subject: deceptions and time.
Note: Images generated using stable diffusion and poet's imagination
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Very cool poem and very cool images, they leave a lot to the imagination but well time to time and well cheating is not much fun to say, thanks for sharing ♥
It's about deceptions of every kind. Tenks for the comment...
Good one.
Keep to that.
Life deceptions are at their prime.
Who is deceiving whom?
Greetings.
Oye, muy interesante tu poema. Lo sustantivo de la imagen en tus versos se mueve como ese querer a no emocinarse porque el gato parece ser un ser muy amigable pero puede parecer y convertirse en una ilusión que se vuelva un zarpazo sin saber el por qué. Cuidado.