She.

She really looks like death, her eyes a vortex waiting for you to fall into the trap.

Don’t look into them; you may never be the same.

Don’t look into them; avoid your own personal doom.

She’s like a cat waiting for the perfect time to pounce,

She’s an animal, a beast inside a mask.

She’s a danger to your soul; she’s a danger to us all.

Don’t fall for her mind tricks; ignore what escapes those devil lips.

You’d better run, you’d better hide, before she gets you, before she unleashes her inner being.

Before it’s too late, before no one there to hear you scream.

Reviews

[Amila Jay]

A Good Poem:)

[Amila Jay]

A Good Poem:)

[AK]

Very nice! May be the ending could be more strong?

[jennifer little]

wonderful poetry great job i loved it thanks for sharing your work with me

[zero binty]

The problem with warnings...people like me see them as challenges. Like a gigantic puzzle. Not for anything aside from just trying to figure things out. We're weird like that.

[Sylvana]

I really like the wording in this, the metaphors and similes also. Good job, thanks for sharing.

[Just Jayren]

This is beyond cynical, you can easily relate this to Greek sirens etc but you get the impression you've been hampered by negative experience with other women

[fireblossom]

I like your power. You get this image or thought in your mind and you put it on the page like a hammer. Sometimes your writing is startling.

She's like a cat waiting for the perfect time to pounce... I know that girl... I have the scratches to prove it... "-)


Good job.

[Ezel_Amaru]

Nice.
"She’s an animal, a beast inside a mask" ,
I like this visual its meaning is vast in possibles.
And she is beast but to whom she see's fit.

Would you mind if I ran with this concept?

[Marie]

This good; I thinkI caught on right away that this is a vampire (right?).
In the last line put "in" between "one" and "there".