Some Kinda W***e

A Blood-Red Rose

passed round and round.

Night after night,

someone new always found.

His one night,

then on to another.

Never to settle

for just one lover.

Some kinda W***e

will play with your heart.

Some kinda W***e

will tear you apart.

Some kinda W***e,

will make you want more.

Some kinda W***e,

who you're sure to crave for.

However you ask, 

She always seems fine.

So you think to yourself,

She'll always be mine.

But the Blood-Red Rose

is sure to Die.

As soon as she withers,

so will the Lie.

Some kinda W***e,

who likes to dance in the rain.

Some kinda W***e,

who will take all the pain.

Reviews

[DeevaMarx]

Woah! My imagination went with that one. Very visually beautiful and painful when you think about it. I enjoyed this thanks!

[Garrett]

This one produces an astonishing sequence of pictures in my mind.

Beautiful heartfelt poem. I enjoyed reading it! Thanks

[Kaylor Mason]

The brutal life and inner scarring of this woman comes through, emanating right off the page--now that's poetry! Nicely done :)

[Patient Poet (Yos)]

Loved that :) ... beautfiful!

[Red Raven]

I can almost feel the pain, the acceptance she have.
Your poem ring a truth- a very bitter truth,

Thanks a lot for sharing.

RR

[sivan]

Disturbingly brilliant.... love the repetition of some kinda w***e