The Charmer

The Charmer

A Poem by Yuval Freund

He rides through the night,
so the legend dares say,
not a hero of sorts,
not a villain, per se;

With tricks up his sleeve,
and a mask as his face,
he uses his charms,
to seduce, then disgrace;

He'll buy you a drink,
and then ask for your name,
while cunning up schemes
in his dark, twisted game;

With his white pearly teeth,
and his charming clear look,
you'll soon find yourself
as a fish on his hook;

And when morning arrives,
You'll awake to find out,
this charmer has fled,
with no shadow of doubt;

As you lie there confused,
or boggled at best,
you'll find little comfort
in the scar on your chest.

© 2011 Yuval Freund

Author's Note

Yuval Freund
No comment on the grammar at the beginning of the 5th stanza - I'm aware.

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I know one of these guys. They sound alike. Great write!

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Yuval Freund
Yuval Freund

Do not disturb me, I'm already disturbed. ;)

I've been writing throughout the vast majority of my life, mostly because I find it a good form of release, but also because I feel I could help others by doing so, whether it's by enrichment of knowl.. more..

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A Poem by Yuval Freund