The Apple Never Falls Far From The Tree

"All that we are is the result of what we have thought. If a man speaks or acts with an evil thought, pain follows him. If a man speaks or acts with a pure thought, happiness follows him, like a shadow that never leaves him."
-Buddha

To the lilac stars
that embrace the sky;
--I forgive you.
The path you led me
was much too cynical,
Pandora's box was
tragedy.

Tick Toc --
It was a time bomb
ready to be detonated.
Waiting for the stars
to explode;
executing the sky.

He, The Capital of Vices.

I trusted charcoal lips
which bled pastel
upon horizons.
Cherry coloured --
symbolic of thine heart.
Love differs from lust
I asked for abstention,
Purity; Overthrown!
and four the lucky number.
Oh Chasity.

I, the Holy Virtues.

Sinking venom to my veins
like a malice wolf
obscuring limbs.
I offered him charity
on silver platter
though he isolated
his heart in tombs
of greed.

He lured me with scent,
-- danced within his touch,
firefly's were the poison;
I slowly began to taste.
Gluttony with exotic trade
monitored my temperance
soul astray.

Detective I am,
for I clued sloth like sins,
She loyal like an ant; living
to serve her Queen.
He became haphazard.
Was blind but now --I see.

Patient with hieroglyphs
while stippling me a story.
He became a violent butterfly,
thrashing brittle wings my way.
-- Call him wrath.

Tick Toc --
It was a time bomb
ready to be detonated.
Waiting for the stars
to explode;
executing the sky.

Bravery corrupted his pride,
My humility salvaged the stars
We smile each time he wishes.
-- envious of my heart..

He; a Shadow.
and I, no longer a Silhouette.

`For an RTVW challenge where we were to pick a quote and write a poem from that quote. Thank you Nema for the inspiration to write.