She is drawn to the warmth,
The smiles in their eyes
She came with the Wind
And is gone with the Tide
The Chill she brings
Is amazing and Delicious
Nobody notices
Her Poison is vicious
Solitary creature
Her Blaq Soul preys on love
Pristine as a Raven's wing
Feasting on a dove.
Armed with Jolie's lips and the eyes
Of a Tiger
Do not dare taunt her
You mess with a fighter
The Fire
Of her heart she hides
Down deep
A light none can see
Even Delirious in sleep
She used to be content
Dwelling in her Emptiness
Now she wails and weeps
While Lost
In reminisce.
For a heart
Came to her that she could not
Steal
A heart that stole her own
And taught her how to feel
Then it left one day
Abrupt
As selkies do
Leaving her to wonder
If the feelings she had were true
She Knows better
Then to hold
What's not her own
But Beware of the ocean
As she's Dancing in the foam
She is the ruler
Queen of the waves and
Sky
Only One mortal man
Can hold her
But he would never think
To try
Her Rage is at herself
Not knowing how to best Chance
Perceptive in the knowledge
Meeting was a Gift of providence
When she calms and quiets
The waves rocking and Still
The Elves and wood nymphs
Come visit her for a thrill
Though she is sweet and charming
Don't fall for that deception
She is the Tempest
Broken hearts
Don't obtain resurrection.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem