The Forbidden FruitA Poem by Anayai fell deeply in love with a man, then later found out he was married.I know many don't feel bad for this mistress, but I truly didn't know i was a mistress, for month, devastated learning truth.I fell in love, With forbidden fruit But I didn't yet know, It was forbidden. Love entangled in a web of lies While the truth was at its core, So deeply hidden. I was the secret mistress When I thought, I was the well known lover. All those deep-rooted emotions, While he deflowered me, Through the white silk covers. Not knowing he had a wife and kids, I felt like filth when I learned the whole time, His obsession with me came from putting me above her. Never in a multitude of decades, Would I have called myself naive. Not until she pulled back the curtains, Along with their 8 years of solid receipts. He said he was in love, He said with me he felt it to be true. With pure blindness, I showed him my sacred poetic secrets, When he wrote one back, That day I deemed our so called love, To be more then a ruse. Anaya, You're supposed to be cold hearted, Anaya, You were only supposed to only take a small bite. Instead I ate the whole fruit wanting more, Now I sit here in my sorrow, Filled with desolation, and spite. Tears riding my sorry brown cheeks Reminiscing of his hand running down my spine. Imagine how foolish I felt, When I came to realize, The fruit wasn't exclusively mine.
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