Talks me out of self control,
Until I give in.
Entices me to what looks like gold,
Its glitters and gleam.
Magnetizes me to its color of deep yellow,
That shines so beautifully.
Persuades me to behold,
Just a look and I’m bewitched.
Turns me from the path till I’m at crossroads,
Makes me forget my dreams.
Allures me till I can’t oppose,
Compels me till I concede.
Temporary relief from sorrows,
And more to be seen.
Invites me to disguised woes,
And regrets buried down beneath.
Overshadows the truth I’ve known,
And distorts the way I think.
Never settles for a ‘no’,
Continues, till I’m all in.
© Marvellous Obayuwana
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