Lover's Wrath

Woe to the traveler that goes down the wrong path

And woe to the lover who puts up with their wrath.

The wrath of one scorned is no laughing matter.

Filled with blind rage, they will end in disaster.

Make way! Make way! as they're led to their slaughter.

Let's chop off their heads. Let their blood run like water.

They've committed a sin that's worthy of death.

They've defended their love to their shaky last breaths.

I'll never understand what drives them so.

When everything around them screams to let go,

They cling to each other no matter the lies

That were forced down their throat. They don't realize

That they weren't in love, that their feelings were fake.

We made them this way, and icing on the cake,

They fell for the lies and so we have won.

At the moment they kissed, their deaths had begun.

Their bodies beheaded and thrown in their graves.

Despite all our efforts, to each other they clave

Not to be separated for the rest of their days.

As the ground rises up and blocks out sun's rays,

They fade into dark and will soon be forgotten.

Yet every night, though their bodies are rotten,

They come out to haunt those who go down the path

To warn them about a scorned lover's wrath.

Reviews

[Soma-ko]

Lovely poem with an interesting story, and a flow that is aided by a steady rhythm. I enjoyed the poem, and the rhymes at the end of every line made the piece flow so much more fluidly. The lover's wrath huh. The duress and prosecution of a naive pure couple, who wish nothing more to be together, and end up together in the after-life. Warning others who may take their path unknowingly. Great job.