The beautiful face shone so bright,
Casting its shadow in the midnight;
She dressed in sweetness diabetic,
Evil hidden inside the image exotic;
She cast her spell with her magic black,
Singing a song sweeter than a lark;
Soon she removed the mask so false,
Reached the roof climbing the walls;
The shocked horrified the innocent heart,
She took a knife and broke it apart;
She rose to the sky with a lightening stroke,
It rained blood when she cut her throat;
The wicked won over the pure and clean,
The worst ever defeat the world had seen..
-Chitkala
Still Another Writer's Blog 