50 Shades

50 shades

Fifty shades of blue and purple,

not a hearty valentine red,

but the bullied bruising

of submission

and an ego

heartily fed.

Bondage oh-so-simple,

following a path with downward trend

and an appetite which,

within its greed,

hurts both parties

in the end.

Not loving chains in gold and silver,

nor scarlet ribbon cuff,

but the tarnished,

one sided

oppression,

languishing

her in rust.