Come to me!

Come to me!

A Poem by Arielle Ann

Come to me, she growls.

Come to me, she howls.

With her voice that enthralls,

With her gaze that beholds,

With her lips luscious,

With her strands sinuous,

Come to me she ushers.

Come to me she allures.


 Who is she?

They ask unified.

A vamp or a damsel?

Or both combined?

 

At times she longs,

For love utmost,

Insistent and inexorable,

Devouring and implacable.

Hah then,

Ruthless and brutal,

Merciless and cruel,

She defies, she flouts,

She discards, she casts,

Aside that love

Once sacred, unappeasable,

Once pounding, insatiable.

So who is she?

The Jesus or the Judas?

Or both combined?

 

Passion for her

Is strong and short,

Roars like the storm

And dies like the worm.

Her preys, her stimulation,

Figments of imagination,

Motivation and creation,

Consumption and destruction!

Once served and done

She laughs- “lo & be gone”!

 

Yet

She loves, she adores,

The waves the ocean,

The rain, the sun,

The moon, the stars,

She sprints and gathers

Pebbles and feathers.

Dreams of Juliet,

Romeo and ladders!

 

Bemused she wonders

"Who am I?

The witch or the angel?

Or both combined?"

 

Baffled she ponders

Why these blunders?

"Am I insane?

Pain I invite,

Purposely I prey,

Consciously I play."

So over she shrieks,

Yet again she screams,

"Who am I?

Evil or good

Or both combined?"

 

Still she resides,

Yes you will see,

Over that cliff,

Beneath that oak,

Ushering you there,

With naive eyes that allure,

With moist lips that entice,

You will go, you will worship,

You will lust, you will love.

Only to realize and grasp,

To your dismay and horror,

You are her prey, her test

Her victim of amusement!

Once she is done,

You are a toy,

Wasted and useless

Futile and worthless!


Hah!

Come to me she will growl!

Come to me she will howl!

 

 

 

 

© 2011 Arielle Ann


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I love your format of conveying ideas via short lines or simply phrases(well-penned phrases). Maybe I didn't get who 'she' is but I honestly enjoyed the story behind somewhat (positively) jarring descriptions.

"Passion for her
Is strong and short,
Roars like the storm
And dies like the
worm.
Her preys, her
stimulation,
Figments of
imagination,
Motivation and
creation,
Consumption and
destruction!
Once served and
done
She laughs- “lo & be
gone”!..."

Great work. Keep them coming.

Posted 12 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.




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The complexity that is Woman. You portrayed each and every side vividly, accurately. Beautifully written, a fun read!

Posted 12 Years Ago


Deeply portrayed your feeling within this craft ... A great imagery .... Impressed ...

Posted 12 Years Ago


nice piece...good combination of words....you excite and tempt...very well crafted piece...loved every line...amazingly done!!!!

Posted 12 Years Ago


Vow an amazing piece of work. The flow the expressions the story all so perfectly woven with accurate words. Great work.

Posted 12 Years Ago


This was captivating! The details and description were vivid and juicy. It seems to me that you're talking about a girl's complexity, and I loved it. This was my favorite part:
"Yet
She loves, she adores,
The waves the ocean,
The rain, the sun,
The moon, the stars,
She sprints and gathers
Pebbles and feathers.
Dreams of Juliet,
Romeo and ladders!"
These lines show how in the end, girls still dream and love the same things. I loved it. To my favorites this goes. :)

Posted 12 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

A Nice one with short lines and stanzas ... Sentiments very well expressed ... But still those remains unaswered. Poignant piece of art!

Posted 12 Years Ago


I love your format of conveying ideas via short lines or simply phrases(well-penned phrases). Maybe I didn't get who 'she' is but I honestly enjoyed the story behind somewhat (positively) jarring descriptions.

"Passion for her
Is strong and short,
Roars like the storm
And dies like the
worm.
Her preys, her
stimulation,
Figments of
imagination,
Motivation and
creation,
Consumption and
destruction!
Once served and
done
She laughs- “lo & be
gone”!..."

Great work. Keep them coming.

Posted 12 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.


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Arielle Ann
Arielle Ann

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