Sorrowfully
"As you are bewitched
By my beauty
Allow me to be a bit naughty!
Pleasure expect not to gain
Without a little pain.
Take me to
The most expensive
Restaurants that exist.
Let me order dishes top
On the menu list.
Hurry let us go
To another place
Having for an open -kitchen
A space.
Don't you doubt
I have interest
For a none-stop bout.
Buy me
Expensive cosmetics
And shoes
Dresses and an overcoat
And what not?
Not forgetting money
For transport.
Though when
You got me first, I was broke
I had a pride strong
Like a rock!"
Although you seem a dove,
A wolf in a sheep's skin,
You are blind to
A genuine love.
Hence,I have decided
The problem to solve!
Before you jilt me
When I have nothing
For you to siphon,
Finish with you
I ought
As love must not be
A typhoon.
So dove,
Helpless, may helps you
God who is above!
Alem Hailu G/Kristos
Fri 4th Aug 2017 12:41
Thank you Colin Hill .Yes Poetry sometimes records experiences which others may share.True to this ,readers response criticism says the reader is the author.