The devil is a woman
With a heart so broken
No one can fix it
Sweltering hatred
Oozes from her veins
Veins that are a prison
For the wretched
God have mercy on any mortal
Who dares lay their eyes on her
The brush of her lips
Will leave the flavour of death
Sitting permanently on your tongue
And while you may feel sweet syrupy bliss
As her hands trace your sanity
Soon your body will writhe in the utmost agony
As you lay there, with little beads of misery in your eyes
She will whisper in your ear with the most mellifluous
Tone you’ll ever hear
Uttering your wrong doings
Until your soul withers away
~J
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i love it
BRIAN HERE ~ Welcome to MPS ~Thanks for your first Poem ! Nicely presented and an intersting Sbject as we approach Halloween ! I have met Ladies like the ones you describe ! In my experience scorned Ladies are at their most dangerous when they are broken hearted ! *HELL hath no fury like a Woman scorned* I find the best antidote is a G & T ! Thanks for sharing & scaring !
Blessings & Peace & Joy
Yours BRIAN & ANGELA 💙🧡💙
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