She was there wearing her dress cut from sin.
She was there with a ravenous devil's desire.
She was there with the words of dead saints.
She was there with a hypnotic voice from a choir.
She was there whispering a haunting melody.
She was there picking out her targeted prey.
She was there waiting for the sun to go down.
She was there waiting for my lust to stray.
She was there casting her fathomless black shadow,
She was there with her smile never reaching her eyes.
She was there with her polished ornate silver dagger,
She was there gleefully plunging it into her helpless prize.
She was there stealing my heart.
Copyright Shaun Cronick 2019.All Rights Reserved.
A dark, descriptive poem and a sinister start to your Evil triptych. It was honestly such a fun and exciting experience to read, and you have made it onto my favorite poems list. Thank you for sharing!
And I thank you Bryony for reading the trilogy and your kind comment. I'm glad you enjoyed them, take care. And I enjoy reading your many brilliant poems they are outstanding.
A wonderful poem. I just feel that this work of art could make a great song. Many thanks for your exquisite comment on my What Remains.
Jane thank you for your kind and gracious comment. You're poems mean so much to me. I've added you and many of your world-class poems to my poet and poem list.. Thank you so much. A comment from you is gold.
wonderful poem penned with cleared note// like it; good poem shared
Mahtab thank you for your kind comment. I'm glad you enjoyed it and I thank you again.
Julia, thank you so much.It's all about emotion, setting the scene, character and beat, flow and a thousand and one other things a writer is juggling with.Yours poems Julia.Your unique, perfect poems are simply stand alone works of art.They are breath-taking. I am in awe of youThank you again Julia.Take care.
I know what you're thinking one word too many in the last but one line drop either gleefully or helpless it'll flow and beat better.To with that! Literally! I like it just the way it is.....coming soon... It knows what scares you!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
You have scared me.
Julia thanks for your kind comment. Happy Halloween and take care and enjoy life