Who knows better than I?
Slim hands reach up
Without hesitation
Back arched in expectation
Fingers brush against the fruit
Golden and smooth
Who knows better than I?
Taunt skin broken by teeth
Juices flows from underneath
A sweet and yet bitter taste
A feeling that something
Or someone has been misplaced
Who knows better than I?
Painful separation
An early expulsion
Exiled to the wilderness
Hand-in-hand we stand
Punished by our own wickedness
***Credit for the amazing image displayed alongside this poem goes to Marta Dahlig. I found her collection of the Seven Deadly Sins years and years ago. When I decided to embark on this project, I immediately recollected her collection and knew that I wanted to showcase her amazing art. If you love this picture, be sure to check out her other work on DeviantArt.
This series of poems was written in response to a prompt that I saw on Pinterest.
Vanity, more often known as Pride, is the excessive belief in oneself. It is the extreme hubris to believe that “I” know better, am better, think better, than everyone else.
Happy Writing Everyone!
***Please know that I am currently reblogging old blog posts while I am away getting married and going on my honeymoon! I will not be able to approve or reply to comments until late June.***
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