The Poetry

8. OBSESSION

Beautiful, gorgeous and ethereal,
The fragrance of a trophy came from her,
The siren beauty! Oh! His siren lady,
The enchanting princess looked so ready.
Her smokey eyes, crimson red lips,
Fluidity of her grip as she played the violin with her fingertips,
Hairs brown going down, just the same he wants.
He thinks of it as if he took the drink sip by sip.

The only voice in his mind echoed, "I want her"
So, by hook or by crook, it didn't matter...
He is going to snatch her,
Leave his mark on her.
She has to embody his name-
This is the passion of his desire's flame...
The red, the heat, the burn,
This obsession will not leave anything unfurl....

He'll seize her in his mansion,
The princess of his unrequited obsession,
"Oh! She wanna see the world..
Bring all her necessities here,
I'll become her only world"
The man of his words will never turn...!
The sweet voice of her only heard by him,
In this mansion-after all he is the king!

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I've written this poem for yours_tae for her book "Unrequited Obsession". Do check out that book-you won't be disappointed.

Thank you for reading!:)