The second sin, Gluttony, consumes all it touches. Indulgence and insatiable desire take center stage as we explore the shadowed hunger within.

7 Deadly Sonnets
Gluttony

A banquet set before my starving eyes,
Where golden honey drips and roses bleed,
I feast on opulence beneath dark skies,
Consuming all, yet never quenching need.

Each bite a tether, binding me to want,
A taste of fullness, swallowed by the void—
The echo of abundance left to haunt,
By hunger’s ghost eternally destroyed.

More than mere food, this craving knows no end,
Each sweet indulgence deepens empty pits;
I feast until there’s naught left to defend,
As I am swallowed by my endless fits.

In gluttony’s embrace, I’m left to roam,
In hollowed halls, I dare to call my home.

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.