Forbidden Fruits
They are meant to be kept
Under chastity quilts
By function they excrete;
Stink and a shame to exhibit
Damn with these new age tastes
Cat-walking are private parts
With unabashed conceit
Acts done under thick night sheets
Are moaning wild on blue screens
Voyeurs are hailed as connoissures
And sadists as epicurians
Yeah! Waning must be the effects
Of forbidden wisdom fruits
On humans; eons after; at last
Blinded are they of distinction
Between beauty and obscenity
poem by Sathya Narayana
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