Black eyes as piercing as a trecherous snake's;
Elegant, cunning, beautiful is she.
None can resist her lure with pricey stakes;
Caught in her sweet trance, the captives to be.
Home to a thousand arrows and dead ends;
Around the corner lies the Minotaur.
Nuisance to her are ever-lasting friends,
Trapped to hear silent mockery afar.
Dawn spreads her smile 'cross, Winds catch the last fire;
Each man she continually tries to prey.
Intoxicated with boundless desire,
Many disheartened fall to such dismay.
Running awat to be in the same spot;
Oh the wretched fools kissed and left to rot.
(September 30, 2014)
YOU ARE READING
To My Ex
PuisiThis is a compilation of sonnets about feelings of love, infatuation, madness, and loss.
