Black Orchid

Black Orchid

A Poem by Ambra Celeste

Black Orchid

I am natural beauty, I am to die for
I conform to the requirements of rich and poor
I am versatile and never discriminate
I heal the hurt of those in pain
I chant spells to spice up sexual games
I blind the truth of relationships in decay
Even domestic violence won’t seem that bad
Hence, young and old cherish me
I can make the shy do crazy things
My magic power satisfies their needs
Of their weaknesses I feed
I live in the lost essence of those in search of shallow happiness
Fools believe that my vines are not enticing
So I wait, I know better
Heartache, dissatisfaction and distress
They will soon reach out for my helping hand
My desiccating potion they will drink
As of now their lives belong to me
Their brains show no sanity
Their souls intoxicated with vanity 
A dazzling reflection in the mirror they see
Whereas their appearance reveals their ill
I deal my cards face up
Who will gamble?

© 2014 Ambra Celeste


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This is a dark tale. I thought as much from the title and you did not disappoint. I liked this a lot.

Posted 9 Years Ago


I love the title and the whole read good work my friend

Posted 9 Years Ago



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Added on May 16, 2014
Last Updated on May 17, 2014
Tags: beauty, die, gamble, game, happiness, intoxicated, orchid, potion, sanity, sexual, soul

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Ambra Celeste
Ambra Celeste

LONDON, United Kingdom



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Ambra Celeste leaves Italy for London in hopes of following her passions and dreams. Upon arriving in London however, Ambra finds events that shape her life forever. In her new book, “Be Careful.. more..

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