Thirst, a poem by Robert A. Sieczkiewicz

ThirstThirst, William-Adolphe Bouguereau (1886)

Thirst

My mind tells me that I constantly thirst
To village water well I do travel
I drink and drink until ready to burst
With a mind which begins to unravel

Leather faced man did ask why so perplex
To the message receiving from my mind
Quickly offered the reason for my vex
It is not water that I need to find.

You eagerly thirst for love and knowledge
Without them you are a beast of burden
Seek them and be removed from your bondage
Ignorance keeps you behind the curtain

World is an exciting place to explore,
All needed is will to open the door.

Our Deep Thirst, a poem by Robert A. Sieczkiewicz

Our Deep ThirstRoman Girl at a Fountain, Léon Bonnat (1875)

Our Deep Thirst

Confused for I know not its truest shape
It is big then again it may be small
With but little effort it can escape
May idle, slowly rise, abruptly fall

Not sure if it can claim to have a taste
It can surely be more precious than gold
Therefore a horrific sin it to waste
It is difficult in your hand to hold

So refreshing in it fully immersed
May provide relief to inner spirit
A miracle which quenches our deep thirst
Without it our lives we’d have to forfeit

Water as you quietly pass my lips
I relish the feeling of all my sips

Thirsting, a poem by Robert A. Sieczkiewicz

ThirstingBoy with Pitcher, Edouard Manet (1872)

Thirsting

In my body a desire to express
If left undone surely I will explode
Is your great beauty eager to possess
It is in my heart shall be your abode

To hold you intimately in my hands
Drinking of your young love with eagerness
With every sip my love for you expands
Oh to fully bathe in your tenderness

Your skin softer than the world’s finest silk
Touching mine makes me want you even more
This feeling of love for you will not wilt
As I never felt this anguish before

Quietly we can go to river’s edge
There together shall take the lover’s pledge