The silken threads, they shimmered bright,
A web of allure, bathed in golden light.
Love's melody, a siren's call,
Beckoned me closer, destined to enthrall.
With cautious steps, I ventured near,
The promise of bliss, dispelling fear.
Warmth embraced me, a gentle snare,
Unaware of the darkness lurking there.
Sweet words whispered, like honeyed wine,
Intoxicating, blurring the line
Between desire and a truth unseen,
A trap of passion, a seductive scene.
Blindly I followed, hearts entwined,
A tapestry woven, a love I'd defined.
But shadows flickered, a chilling breeze,
Whisperings of doubt, carried on the seas.
The silken threads, once soft and bright,
Now constricted tight, a suffocating sight.
Love's melody, once a joyous song,
Turned discordant, where I no longer belong.
The promises faded, like mist in the morn,
Leaving behind a heart battle-worn.
Freedom I craved, to break the hold,
But the web of deceit, a story untold.
Struggles arose, a desperate fight,
To escape the darkness, reclaim the light.
Claws of dependence, sharp and deep,
Threatening to consume, secrets to keep.
The whispers grew louder, a chorus of pain,
Of dreams shattered, a love gone insane.
The gilded cage, once a charming sight,
Now stood revealed, bathed in cold, harsh light.
With trembling hands, I began to tear,
At the silken threads, erasing all fear.
The melody faltered, a fading sound,
As freedom's embrace finally I found.
The path ahead, uncertain and blurred,
But the scars remained, a painful word.
A lesson learned, etched in my soul,
Love's sweet embrace, can sometimes take hold.
The silken threads, a cautionary tale,
Of love's illusion, that can easily fail.
To trust with reason, to see with clear eyes,
So love's true beauty, forever will rise.
About the Creator
Moharif Yulianto
a freelance writer and thesis preparation in his country, youtube content creator, facebook

Comments (2)
This was so poignantly beautiful. Loved your poem!
All we are in that trap!