Green Eye’s The Devil’s Trade
She Traded sanity for jealousy and lust
Green eyes, the devil's camera,
she raged with wickedness deep in her soul,
tasting the forbidden pill of lust and greed—
now she can never be freed.
A vivid weave of desire unfolds,
each thread a whisper of temptation,
her passions interwoven in chaos,
where beauty and darkness entwine.
Once a flower of innocence,
now a lady of the night,
her heart heavy with sins,
the devil had abused her,
silencing her cries with silver and silk.
Men use her like a fleeting shadow,
each touch a reminder of what she’s lost,
each transaction weighing on her heart.
What spell does the green eye cast,
pulling her deeper into the night?
She cries for God, a desperate prayer,
but the echoes return empty—
it’s too late, she knows,
for she has fallen for money and lust,
twisted in the embrace of what once felt divine.
Amidst the threads of her fate,
she dances,
knowing the price of this exquisite vision—
forever captured,
forever entrapped in the devil's lens,
a haunting tale of beauty traded
for the darkest of dreams.
Her green eyes watch as her body screams.
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Marie381Uk
I've been writing poetry since the age of fourteen. With pen in hand, I wander through realms unseen. The pen holds power; ink reveals hidden thoughts. A poet may speak truth or weave a tale. You decide. Let pen and ink capture your mind❤️
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She traded sanity for jealousy and lust, I was hooked the moment I read this line. I loved how you made us imagine her silencing her own cries with silver and silk, giving us the impression that the bling and the money will only work but temporarily. You gave us much to think about in this one, her green eyes wasn’t just the natural colour of her eyes but also the eyes you could see the devil in. You could see his influence and every now and again, you could see the real her that cries out for help, but the silver and the silk has a stronger hold on her. As promised, I haven’t forgotten your poem The Rose With Thorns, I’ve included it in my list under the Raise Your Voice Thread.