Monster Adulteress

My anger is only shown in writing....

 Such cold, venom filled looks

 Dirty, small, crying body

 Long, skinny, scorching hooks

 

 Those long nights of love letters

  Was all just an empty facade

  To keep me in fetters

  Red lips, so cool, but on fire

  Tangled my affections with a spider's web

  And stopped struggles so very dire

   Trudging upon live frogs, that prostitute

   Going after men, the imbeciles and fools

   Taking sources of life, up from the root

   Snakes slither, slimy, on her tongue

   She plays the victim with such ease

   She is more ancient than most, not young

   Once out of her suffocating cage

    Claws jerk and rip, indicating her freedom

   Fairy tales vanish, page after page

    With her coming comes destruction

    Everyone is so fooled by her beauty

    Without your use to fill her void, your function

    

     I was nothing but a toy

    A gullible ox panting for water

     I was persuaded by her word, so sweet and coy

   

     Why did she not love me? She did not even say goodbye

     Such a fleeting passion would not last

     I stare in sympathy, watching her cry

     Maybe I cannot, will not let go of the past

     A pathetic creature of complex design

     Made my love go wild, and my heart blind

Author's Note

I have to admit, that this is one of my worst poems...-.-

Reviews

[quinfinn]

i think this is one of your best. maybe it is because i can so easily identify with what you are writing about and have been where you describe. i dont know but, this really sings to me!

[Chidoriflower]

Oh. Thank you.

[quinfinn]

welcome!

[ObscurityNone]

I think the ending sounded rather well, in spite of you thinking this one of your worst ones.

[Chidoriflower]

thanks.