Poetry by Rowan Evans

Sloth’s quiet grip halts the spirit. This sonnet portrays the weight of inaction and the hollow stillness that ensnares the soul.

7 Deadly Sonnets
Sloth

In shadows wrapped, I watch the world pass by,
A ghost in life, unmoved by dawn’s first light,
Too heavy is the weight of time gone by,
To rouse me from this everlasting night.

The world spins on, but here I lie at rest,
Entangled in a web of self-made chains,
Each hour a silence draped upon my chest,
Where apathy holds court and softly reigns.

The will to rise slips further from my grip,
In sloth’s embrace, no fires dare to burn;
I feel the cold, its fingers laced and slipped,
Through bones too numb to care or yearn.

For sloth, a quiet thief who bids me stay,
Consumes my life and wears my youth away.

The 7 Deadly Sonnets

I. Lust
My pulse quickens at each whispered breath, desires draping the air like silken chains. ‘Lust,’ the first of the 7 Deadly Sonnets, explores the fevered, consuming hunger that blurs the lines between passion and peril.

II. Gluttony
‘Gluttony’ devours more than food—it consumes the soul. The second of the 7 Deadly Sonnets explores endless craving, the hunger for excess, and the void it leaves behind.

III. Greed
‘Greed’ reveals the hunger that is never sated—the clutching hands, the endless thirst for more, and the hollowness left behind. The third of the 7 Deadly Sonnets.