Captured by the embrace of love

We are all captured by the embrace of love,

That evil mefistress ,

She skulks in the darkest corners of our mind,

Waiting for it's moment to strike ,

Like a coiled cobra,

 

She will claim us for her very own ,

All has been lost,

Now she comes to destroy our last hopes,

That last shred of dignity,

 

Love would be fine,

So would hate,

If only we could love and hate the right people,

Everything would be ok,

 

Wouldn't it?

Author's Note

My first poem for a month or so :) Hope i'm not getting rusty....

Reviews

[Coyote Poetry]

Love is like wine. We keep the bottle safe and protected. Will improve with time. Abuse and mistreat. Will sour and be useless. Love is timely and luck. Need two people at the same place wanting the same things. I like the complete poem. The ending was perfect. A excellent poem. Thank you.
Coyote

[northern monkey]

Great job. Captures the inherent uncertainty and uncontrollability of love.

[M.Babu]

Love would be fine,
So would hate,
If only we could love and hate the right people,
Everything would be ok,
This was my favorite part right here. I felt like this line was meant for me...know what i mean? I liked this alot...you're not rusty even in the slightest. Keep writing! Good poem!

[Princess3Morag]

I like it very much. I like the 'coiled cobra' part :D Last stanza is a nice ending!

[Katub]

Nope, not rusty yet! Brilliant as always James,

[KAREN]

Not rusty! It is deep and powerful!

[Theodore]

it was good, keep up the good work...

[J.M]

Sometimes we spend so long searching for the right person that we miss them when they finally come along. Love the catch at the end though, a hint of uncertainty which really intrigues me, and you are definitely not getting rusty.

[Quinn Blackburn]

"mefistress" is that deliberate or meant to be "mistress"? It kinda distracted me from the rest of what you had to say here. I like the questioning closing that invites readers to explore their thoughts on this topic. Good wordcrafting!

[iamkim]

We always look for the right person. But sometimes, when the right person comes along, we eventually let them go. And wishes again to find the right one. Oh how complicated life can be...

I love your poem! True emotion as it is. Nicely done!

Good job!