Deceit - A Devil In Veil Poem by David Nieketien

The emotional injuries of recent times
Brings forth many questions to minds
Like, if it's not the devil wearing her smile
Then why does it fell like hell in disguise?
Or is sincerity now a brother to and buttress lies?
All these I have pondered for countless times
But for the umpteenth time, no reply

How come her inner beauty looks so senile,
And I get no more cuddles from her smile?
How come persistent memories from first sight
Still shadows and overpower my might?
I have wandered on these for most nights
But I can't seem to place the answers right
'Cos her breasts and buttocks still clouds my skies

Is it the devil's halo that shines?
Or is deceit and I now honest allies?
No, It's her beautiful sparkling eyes
And her pleasant-wicked smile
That 've been hiding her true hideous vile.
And with this, this time I know I'm right;
That it's a demon that wears a veil of pink tonight.

The End