Dissimilation
Who knows the secrets that your beauty hides?You sit, sullen, on the placid blue lake.
It's stillness chills me to the bone,
And your silence almost strangles me.
Yet I am unable to pull myself away.
I need to see this for myself.
Is it true, what they say?
It must be,
And I feel sure that only evil lurks within your darkness.
So many have gotten lost in you.
Am I to be another fool?
Another to prance pompously to his own pathetic death?
What is it about you that enchants so many
With one simple gaze?
The legends call you nefarious and malicious,
But how can that be?
You are so alluring,
So fascinating...
Now I see what they saw in you,
As I gaze up at your mesmerizing turrets,
Built from stone, cemented with blood.
And I am consumed by your darkness
The moment I enter.
Countless swords pierce every inch of me.
I stagger,
I fall,
Left with nothing but thoughts of your deception,
And I will rot here, as millions have before:
Another fool, trapped by your treachery.
Another fool, deceived by your beauty.
Poetry by Amanda Manmohan
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Written on 2006-04-23 at 22:41
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