Poetry – Love in Vain

When I first laid my eyeball on her, I thought IMay never see again she emittedSuch a blinding light from her appearanceA mastermind criminal she was toSteal the stars and trap them in her look whichLeft the earth in a starless blanket.A glance towards her would leave memoriesWorth retrieve forgotten I wasSwallowed by her heavenly features whichWith ease would take you. The red painted skyAt sunset was reflected in her cheeksAnd the crimson of rage locked in her lips.She was the food on my plate and the drinkIn my glass, the water in the lake andThe pump of my blood. She was the scent ofA flower, the fire in a furnace, theGlow of a light, the words in a poemShe was everything and all revolvedAround her. Lavishly sweet was the examineOn her lips, which only a touch will leaveYou dazzled and the stress which you once hadWould penetrate into nothing. Just with a winkIn our sight, shell have anything she wantsFor youll be pampering to her needs.It is better to say hang-up away from Such devils you would give them your life andTheyll leave you lifeless youd make them happyBut ingest it? No you will not.Theyll strip you of your wealth to think you wereIn love would be the notion of a fool.Hell would upsurge if you deprive her ofA single thing such creations of God,Beautiful in stature, should not have heartsOf fiery temper like a volcano.Unless you obliterate her from yourMind from the first sight, youll be ensnared.Censor her from your mind and youll be free.Generous was god, when he let me beFree from this trap, like a fly from a web.And now I am free as a bird in the sky,And like the bird I watch below at thoseThat fall into the similar hole toMe scarcely to deep for them to climb back out.Those sorrowful memories play in myHead, but the pleasurable time I willNever forget. But was my love in vain?Or was it her playing me with her games?I construe it hard to believe that I wasMerely a pawn in the grasp of such aWoman, but was she ever a woman?