He....

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Submitted: February 18, 2009

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He....

Foolish and Selfish was I…
So wrapped up in myself
That I didn’t see the deception is his eyes
Cause he was so verbally and physically persuasive
That his swag swept me off my feet
And I was caught up in the momentI guess…
Mesmerized by a man with such confidence and intellect
That I disregarded the false presentation
Thus allowing false game to be true in my life
Now I sit here wondering, what was his purpose?
To bring me down or…
Was it to warn me of more men like him?
I was surrounded and now taunted by the lies….
He trapped me with his confessions
Opened up emotionally just so he could get inside of me
Then hexed me with endless Love sessions
Thinking my soul mate had found me for sure
Thought he was my dream come true
To my love sickness, the cure
But in the end he was impure
Never devoted to anything in his life
With a band on his finger
And abandoned seeds in different homes
Pics of the Mrs, me, and a few “others” on his camera phone…
Hoping that all the lies he has fed so many women
Haunt him in his sleep
And that karma that men like him dread
Comes back with a vengeance
Buttime will deal with his deeds
For I wish no evil
But for life to complete it’s degrees is a must
This man has given a negative definition to trust
And if life were a pie
It’s men like him who make women like me the crust
I pray he someday wakes up new
And realizes the hurt he’s caused
Before his life… turns to dust…


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