Basic Instincts

picture it and write

picture it and write/ via ermilia blog


Glowing, seductive.

Snooping, itch to know more

Irresistible dragging’s from within the core

Ablaze stare for a foretaste, but yields eye full

Having to belie the twitch and scuttle, or drift down to the pill

Beyond boundaries boarder less, dreams flooded slide,

Mists of pleas preventing one’s flight yonder glide

All comes alive, the last breath, the last shout, last look,

 the last beat’ the last throb and even last prayer.

Stop the enflamed glows jumping from fist. Stop!

With no ifs and buts;

Beams beeping Brilliance

 Bitterly bright

My basic instincts

By: Shashi Moore



About Shashi Moore

Having covered half a century of my time on this Earth; enthusiastically creating an impression on my students has given me the much needed excuse to continue to live another few decades, if possible. An educationist by choice and a mother by grace of God.
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5 Responses to Basic Instincts

  1. Ermilia says:

    I like how you described the pills as ‘seductive’ but also mentioned ‘no ifs and buts’. It alludes to the idea that there is no choice. It grips you. It controls you. A lovely piece! Thanks for contributing, Shashi. 🙂

    – Ermisenda

  2. Anne Schilde says:

    I like the mists of pleas preventing flight, like water condensation on wings.

  3. joetwo says:

    Very good poem.

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