![]() The Scorned Lovers RageA Poem by Shannon
The vicious manipulator, the predator divine,
The tempest, the torrent, the animal is thine The silken words drip from rubied lips, Your eyes stay trained upon her hips Her crimson nails trail upon your skin Coaxing your desire from deep within Her teeth, they graze your neck so warm Her fingers tease your shirt, ripped and torn Her speech snakes through, your vulnerable mind And soon enough, as you will find Her lies will hold you, still and content Her eyes will betray you, with false lament Her grip will tighten around your soul Her promises will ease you of the life you stole Her very presence will invoke your lust And she will slowly command your love, your trust, She will then play you, like a pristine violin Plucking at strings, you've hidden within Her motives will evade your thought, your grasp Her intentions hidden behind velvet and clasp Her gaze will weaken you Her stare will deny The plans she has, her revenge, her lie You've unleashed a monster, of untold wit A true thing of legend, though you refuse to admit The woman you captured, she who you deceived from the start Who you never imagined to be this vengeful and tart You allowed her then, to believe in your emptiest of speech Never allowing your loyalty to hover within her reach And now you must face, the turned Temptress's art The student turned master, The prisoner holding the key part The fabled Woman scorned, to strong to fall She's uncovered your lies, not one but all So deal with your punishment, as she readies the stage, For her very final act "The Scorned Lovers Rage" © 2012 ShannonFeatured Review
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Added on January 28, 2012Last Updated on January 28, 2012 Author![]() ShannonPAAboutI joined this site in 2009, when I was writing poetry exclusively. However my range has expanded and blended. My once short poems are now some sort of descriptive paragraph/free verse hybrid. I .. more..Writing
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