A Demon in Beauty

You've gone lost

In beholding her beauty,

Blameless and fair gentleman from the east.

If beauty doesn't tell lies,

There would be need to call for a feast:

To have friends sit at meat.

For thou would be liken to a favored miner,

Who found great treasures

in ancient caves.

If beauty doesn't beguile

Luring to a path of death;

A path with loads of pleasures,

The path with many tourist.

She would be to you like an empire, and

Thou would plunged

Into a meeting of Kings and sit in their midst.

I warn thee!

Take no further step,

Blameless and fair gentleman

from the east.

For there exist decay in beauty

Like there's hate in love.

The clouded evil shall eat thee up,

Making a story of thee;

Told unto heeding ears.

I warn thee again!

Proceed no further!

Breathe not her alluring fragrance.

it's to your soul enticing and again addictive.

Like a worm's bait, for the unlucky catch.

Her words concocts thy mind

Her laughter is sonorous, like the wailing of many entrapped soul.

I warn thee go not further!

Doomed Gentleman!

All the way from the east.

I see that thou had found solace In her eyes.

Does her gaze not pierce thy soul?

Does her kisses not make thy knees tremble?

Is it to you just pleasurable?

Do you not lay bare, forbidden secrets upon her thigh without compulsion?

Why would you sell thy birthright for just a touch, and thy breathe for few thrust?

When thy soul reaches hades, then thou shall understand thy crime!

Sing to the doomed gentleman

his funeral songs,

For we pray to find his corpse after he's gone.

And when he's gone, let not eyes mourn,

But only to keep her watch!

For If our gentleman is gone,

another shall yet follow his trail!