Some Women Poem by Alexander Shaumyan

Some women are like poison
That stays in your bloodstream
For many years,
Telling you remember me,
Remember me-
I'm the one who slept with you
That night, engulfing
Your manhood and ripping
Your heart out,
I'm the one who made you
Lose sleep and obsess
Every night over that
Fatal encounter when
Our paths crossed and
Our lives meshed,
And we promised each
Other the world-
And then she leaves you,
Making you cry, blaming
Yourself for something
You think you've done,
But you've done nothing
Wrong because her love
Was a lie and she keeps
Living that lie day after day,
As you keep hurting inside-
Yes, you have thought
The world of her,
Writing her countless
Love poems and trying
To encourage her art,
But she just trampled
Upon your heart like
She did with many others,
And you wonder if
There is any real love
In the world, for she has
Taught you how to hate
Everything that's fake,
And you keep wondering
If there is any truth
To anything anymore,
Or is it all just ugliness
And hurt, using and
Being used, being a
Victim or a prey,
While she laughs her
Way to the bank
And tells everyone
How great she is
And how she loves
Every guy in town.


February 24,2006