A women scorned

There are many facets to women. Many manifest themselves during pain. It is sometimes surprising how she might deal with things.

A women Scorned

Thunder roars

silver lights up the night.

A gown of lace flapping in the wind,

slippers colored white.

Fingers claw at the earth

digging, scratching frantically.

Her face contorted twisted tight

by love cast carelessly.

Anguish pushes her onward

as the storms rage around.

Pulling at the grass and weeds

as lightening touches down.

Noticing not the raging gods

her pain drives her on.

Her gown of white smeared to brown

Rain soaks the slippers she has don.

From deep inside a darkened pocket

she draws the seeds of hate.

She plants them in the ruts she's clawn

sealing her own fate.

To cast a spell on he who has

but ripped her heart to shreds.

She knows to sow this

painful plant with thorns

to tear his soul to threads.

Magically

the drenching rain

soak the seeds to swell.

She knows the price of such a hate

will send her soul to hell.

She does not care

revenge she seeks

and plucks the thorny stalk.

She steeps it in a warmed up  mug

smiling he comes up the walk.

Author's Note

Please ignore grammar issues

Reviews

[bluessadmood]

oh women are like a raging storm ,it will take anything in her way ,if she gets hurt ,really hurt,i just liked this piece,she is a hero ,casting a spell,on him who turned her heart to shreds,at a rainy night ,she came out all her gown smeared with dirt while digging in the ground and taking the seeds of hate and plant it there only for the rain to water it well ,she knows she will anger God by this act..she knows the price of hate will send her soul to hell,she does not care...wonderful words ,i just loved this writing full of inflamed emotions of someone so much in pain ,of someone so much being hurt and his heart ripped apart as you say ,wonder ,wonderful job i see here

[Brianna Brie]

Powerful words...I wasn't to sure if you could take me there with a gown of lace. In the end the contrast between lace and revenge intermingled together added an extra punch. The two grew up together nicely. He made me scorned and your poem made me want the revenge. Masterful!

[KUFU]

A brilliantly cast spell! The ending was just sweet! Never saw it coming...neither does the poor schlep coming up the walk!

[Silver_Moon]

Hahaha!! I can't help laughing because it happened to me before. Not so recently though. Exact things that I felt by that time. hahaha!!! It makes me laugh only to remember how I felt. But I decided not to waste my time with it. Hehhehe!!

Nice poem! :D