Evil Poetess

I opened the diary of her mind,
as this dark woman, came into my life
and I turned her pages only to find,
a tortured soul that is filled with strife.

She penned on her pages in blood red ink,
closing the cover to keep people out.
She’s petrified, of what others might think,
If they read her mind and witness her doubt.

I have a lover a kind hearted soul,
who gives of himself to make her feel free
but this deranged woman will eat him whole;
my all trusting lover, too blind to see.

I need to protect him, keep him from harm,
before she extracts his soul with her charm.

by Amera Andersen

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I do not have any idea about the background of this poem but I like the poem for its imagery and its sheer poetic beauty.
I opened the diary of her mind, as this dark woman, came into my life and I turned her pages only to find, a tortured soul that is filled with strife. Loved this poem from the first stanza, loved the 'penned on her pages in blood red ink', loved the 'She’s petrified, of what others might think, If they read her mind and witness her doubt.' The more I read the interactions within this poem the more I like it. Nice write Amera.
good luck, Amera. You'll probably have to forgive him
Great poem. Nice hook, and the way the character/perspective shifts around really makes the reader try to pay attention and turn their head to the side like a dog to try and understand. Just enough rhyme to get it moving...I was surprised and actually liked this one.
Nicely penned with lovely rhyme scheme. A beautiful poem, well articulated and insightfully written with conviction. Thanks for sharing. Please read my poem MANDELA - THE IMMORTAL ICON.
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