She is the devil
Such a seductive glance
With only one look
You stand no chance
Hypnotically submerged
Deeply mesmerised
Your soul has succumbed
You are at her demise
Bewitched by the promise
Of her hidden allure
Of the man you once were
You are no longer sure
Are you really
As strong as you thought
Or are you merely
Just another notch
Men such as you
Are ten a penny
No backbone
No strength
Will never be worthy
Shielding your weakness
You defiantly attack
Your mighty opponent
In your cowardly acts
Slanderous insults
Grant only defeat
Spineless fragility
Just cannot compete
The she Devil's character
The truth that she speaks
Undeniably are lethal
In the havoc they wreak
Her intensions are pure
Her heart is true
Her words are testament
To all she holds dear
She will not resort
To your foolish games
She is bigger and better
Than malicious lies
She is very proud to say
I am a She devil
In the nicest way
She is not spineless
Or vulnerable
You will never defeat her
She is unconquerable
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
i don't understand your use of " demise" . Give me a shot with her and I'll not only straighten her out, but i'll enjoy doin' it! ! ! ! ! long live Mens' Lib! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! :) bri