Her beautiful visage, a snare and delusion
screening the verity of her malicious character
A deceitful smile, an enchanting flattery
baits for her tonight’s hunt
Enticed prey falling into her trap
bewitching even an astute soul
planning each move carefully
its time to actuate her vicious plans
Covetous contrivances playing through
wickedness made transparent, though, no use
superficial beauty- the bane of his life
squandering his resources, she moves on
Mirroring herself, haunted by her own apparition
awakened conscience guilty of the deeds done
but thoughts seized by the savage notions again
as she rouged her face with the desiccated blood of her victim….
(and the hunt begins again..)
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
wooow that was soo good, obviously youve been writing for a long time it shows in this poem. Im surely going to read your others now :) I liked the title aswell even though it is an obvious choice, but i didnt expect it to be a women, great poem :) ! ! !