Hanging on to these hands of fate
Refusal to let go of her partner in this dance
Not realizing that it was too late
She still insisted on taking that chance...
Poison masked for an instant
By a sweet scent
For what sin are you bent
And so insist she should repent
Unrestrained and senseless fury
cannot bequeath you the right to prosecute
nor be your own jury
cruel lover how dare you execute!
Alone in this prison
bound by your malice
punished without reason
In the darkness, she dances
Each move orchestrated in reverse
mirrored your lies, that did entice
un-bind your soul, this dance un-rehearsed
Corrupt lover, now she controls the dice.
You sleep, without dreaming
and cry without weeping
Act before thinking
she should have known...
You would live without loving
Fluttering on the edge, transformed
by your own relentless hate
Wicked soul, living without being born
As the dice was thrown she changed her fate
Released from your grasp,
un-tied from your lies,
un-bound from your web
fluttering on the edge, waiting no more
her thoughts released, ceasing their ebb
she flies away.
Nandi 05-08-10
