Artlessly Deceptive Poem by Soren Valentine

Artlessly Deceptive

Rating: 5.0


O fire-tongued faery, serene and mute,
how your elements have consumèd my heart,
leading me, bending me without dispute;
with thine evil yet comely art!

Sith we met for the evening pealing,
my spirit is vexed, yet this you ken,
because you've caused this damned fool's feeling,
Betrayed; is this the fate of all men?

I watch for her, alert and shy,
lest favourably I fall to her insipid love,
At length I wish I would die!
or otherwise fly to the serene above.

Inveigled into a love poignant and languished,
for ever yearning to see her aetherial wings,
to relish in her grandeur; a freedom relinquished,
enthralled for whilst voiceless she sings.

In fealty I lived to this queen and her demesne,
in reward I would hear her quire,
but under her spell I no longer remain,
maugre her being my heart's Desire.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Stevie Taite 26 January 2013

See this is my big problem... I had to look up the meaning of too many words so for me personally it lost flow in places. I get the gist but then struggled to submerge into the deeper feelings. But someone who had more smarts than me would get those encased phrases and it would connect better. Even though she drives you mad and is a bit if a cow, you can't help but fall for her. Then you have had enough and move on........ I am rambling on because I am being honest and its my problem I guess. X x

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Alla Simone 19 January 2013

Second to last stanza is definitely my favorite. Such intense, yet relatable emotions deliciously detailed in eloquent, admirable language. You can feel this piece of writing as it's being read. Heavy, and dripping with captivation. Thanks for sharing. Pieces like this remind me that you are actually a genius ;)

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Alexis ... 03 January 2013

You are clearly on a roll.....absolutely fabulous. This is the kind of poem that everyone should appreciate to it.

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Aria Siren 03 January 2013

I can't say enough about this piece. It is absolutely one of my favourites. The language is lush and beautiful-as if the writer is painting a portrait of his muse with bright brushstrokes on a canvas. The first and fourth verses are my personal favourites but the whole thing is excellent. Filled with relatable feelings and honesty as always.

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