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#beguiled
You came in my life with the words “I love you at first sight” I should’ve known better for you had a hidden bowie knife. Would you blame me if I believed in fairytales? For I was so young and naive. I did not reciprocate those feelings back, Did you take it to your ego, and decided to play that game? or was that your intention all along? Because you wore me down with kindness and care, till I was soft and vulnerable. Weaving your beautiful lies, you got me to entrust my heart and soul. Glamouring my vision over the months, you wore down the walls and got past the borders and guards. You decided to take of the mask and drop the truth like a bomb, when I was defenseless, weak and unarmed. For the caring and affectionate person I knew was all a facade under which laid a deplorable and cynical soul. Wearing me down till I was unfortified, was a part of your maneuvering all along. You reeled me in with care, just so you can hurt me with a smite. You broke my vision of what is all good in this world; where kindness and care isn’t always itself, but a way to get past the walls. You made me taste the bitter after taste of those sweet words. and scarred my innocent soul. You broke her, for she no longer sees kindness and care the same, but fear the ones who show her kindness, will do the same.
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Jul 24, 2019
Jul 24, 2019 at 9:47 AM UTC
Beguiled Heart
As in time machine Outworldly that Old "Moon that Old Hill" "A woman's hand a lovers heart" tis Deja-Vu entrapment here in heart in mind in pristine awareness sparkling bubbling I in mirror cursed replaced or just a memory of old revered moon me in ancient lovers eye or scorned delighting in memory writ this poem new as I to shreads can turn in poems depicted script tis inspired delight bitter sweet in "hill and moon" "Blast in fireworks" hearts ashes of stardum dust eons past yet here in poetry's diamond ghost in liquid gold inked prespiring ****** sweat O bittersweet covert metaphor a lover's treasured ransomed memory immortal love and I beguiled in mirror glass and all entrapped ~~~~~~~~ By: Karijinbba Inspired by TSpoetry
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Jul 5, 2019
Jul 5, 2019 at 1:33 PM UTC
Deja-vu Entrapment
I write for love, for life with the words I see fit but if it's you I think about I can't find the right words for I am speechless, beguiled by your beauty and essence Perhaps there is none no words, no rhymes Or maybe there's too many too many words, too many rhymes so I sit here, beguiled yet again silently, secretly admiring a masterpiece
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Oct 28, 2016
Oct 28, 2016 at 3:53 PM UTC
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