Indulgence

Indulge...easily said.


Do I indulge?
When I see...
Do I indulge?
When I hear...
Do I indulge?
When I breathe...
Do I indulge?
When I feel...
Where did I go wrong?

Restraint...came easy
Until I tasted that ice-cream
With a liberal dose of chocolate sauce
Gallons of nuts spread on top..
I felt it was a sin, to even touch it..
I did just that; loved the way it tasted.

Restraint... came easy
Until I dragged, the band that held my hair...
I ran my fingers through my mane...
Not shocked,
when I saw a thread or two which came loose..
Thought it was sin, hair flying all over.
I did just that, loved the way it felt.

Restraint...came easy
Until I looked at the mirror;
I used to be critical, at the way I looked.
Thought it was sin, to smile at me
I did just that, loved the way it smiled at me...

I was a fool... ain't I?
Locking myself, behind the bars of restraint...