Diamond in the Rough
Bejeweled goddess
whispers falsehoods
dancing alone
in pale moonlight of deceit.
Shadowed illusion
of smoke and mirrors
wields manipulation
through diamond cut lenses.
Stars of dark sparkled skies
reflect facets of evil therein.
Desperate cry for help
dazzles jeweled bark thoughts.
Clarity of diamond shape
broken without worth
it's all that’s left – a diamond
in the rough cutting away.
Wanderlust of dreams
sequences intoxicated by
her imperfections.
stone cold and crooked.
Twisted darkness
lit by fake gleam of clarity
prisms lighting the truth
then collapsing in paste.
My hands quake
with wavering strokes
senseless seduction
of hostile spirits.
Her mission to destroy
flickers from a barren zone
an ambiguity within artifice
deceives and seduces -
a pebble strewn path.
Dark destiny
hidden under cloak
a princess cut gem
manipulating illusions.
My twisted reflection –
one last mad glimmer
under cobalt sky eyes
jewel encrusted pain.