Monster lurking around each corner awaiting the moment of absent mind to strike a venomous thing this is knowing just how to bite dripping with venom it sits and waits with a smirk it glares over to confirm the pain it has caused unsatisfied it waits a day or two then it comes hunting for you…
BioBeula Kapp born as a artistic soul developed the love of poetry, art and music In her early teens.Her poetry is filled with passion, life, struggles, questions that relates to the everyday person. She enjoys not only writing poetry, short stories, flash fiction but reading it as well, thus she enjoys being part of online writing communities where she is able to contribute, read and communicate with other artists.
How can this happen, this horrible thing Beyond comprehension, my mouth covered, My eyes frozen, in horrified stillness. Surely a person could not do this, Could not be this cruel. A fire rose swiftly in my heart. My hand clinched
O you men, The monsters, You were sent for protection, For God’s beautiful creation, You were sent to safeguard, The chastity and honour, You were sent to love, The beauty and perfection, Of Eves’ daughter, But, The adrenaline which provided
Something went wrong Something changed Where’s the sweet song? I’ve become a monster of pain. I can’t even see myself I’m that affected My mind’s now as small as an elf’s My heart…ejected. You won’t understand what I went through