Aug 29 2011

The Beast, the Lady, and Myself.

Published by at 11:15 am under Heartbreak Poems

I want you to meet her
The good looking blue eyed lady
Yes, the one with the olive skirt
She doesn’t live around here
She’s an intruder.

Yes, some people got quite some nerves
They show up wherever they like
Not thinking about the dangers that crawl here at night

Few have seen the saber-toothed beast
It only shows itself when it’s hungry
For revenge

Some say it’s a werewolf
Others say bigfoot

Nobody really knows
They just say it’s something you should stay away from
Yes, that lady stole something from me
Something I cannot live without

But no!
What she has stolen cannot be given back,
It was the fair man’s heart
His gaze now rests upon her figure
Oh she looks holy, doesn’t she?
Well, what do the beast, the lady, and myself have in common?
It’s quite simple in fact
We desire his passion and heart
But she has stolen that
Therefore I will avenge my heart
With the taste of theirs
Because who would have thought
That I loved him?
And that I will be the one to end them.

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3 responses so far

3 Responses to “The Beast, the Lady, and Myself.”

  1. Poonamon 03 Oct 2011 at 5:28 am

    Wow,this is a stunning poem!its the real thing that happened to me,I feel the same way about HER,I’m with u,whoever u r!I’ve had nightmares ever since.

  2. Poonamon 03 Oct 2011 at 5:31 am

    Absolutely stunning poem,its like u have written what’s buried in my heart.I still have nightmares about HER,beautifully written,and totally heart wrenching!

  3. anonymousson 22 Mar 2012 at 8:18 pm

    lol, thank you for the compliment. You’re really funny 😆

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