Black Mariah

A chilling creature of the darkness

Black Mariah

like a storm from out of the Kansas dust

she blinded my eyes to the truth

no one scared me so as she took me higher

how could I not know she was a liar

she picked my pocket so completely clean

just as she picked my heart so completely dirty

her long black hair down her back and dark eyes

her lips on mine my heart's whispering crys

her magical spell cast all over me

everything I see is just an illusion

the touch becoming increasingly cold

her advances into my mind increasingly bold

that I wanted needed more of her was true

I could not break the chains of lust

the pounding inside my head tempo off beat

the pounding of my heart faster in retreat

get away from this ghostly figure was the cry

or she will bring you down below the earth

if I awaken will I remember will I still know

this Black Mariah she scares me so

Gomer LePoet ....

Author's Note

Reviews

[AJ]

*content sigh* Goddamn, that was good. Kind of reminds me of the lyrics to 'Black Magic Woman'. It flows beautifully (I especially love the bit about 'the touch becoming increasingly cold / her advances into my mind increasingly bold').

Anyways. Damn good poem, man. Keep writing. :D

[Coyote Poetry]

I enjoyed the story in this poem. The words flowed like music. Some woman teach us real life and pain. Those are the one's that make us wish to dance with them once more. Thank you for the outstanding poem.
Coyote

[?]

hmmmm, so now Im thinking, just who is this Black Mirah? I think I know that answer.
A touch of the heart coming out here Gomer. Wonderful poem with great rhyming and flow.
Maybe you need the spell to be broken? Loved the poem, you seem to be on a role lately.
Wonder whats next, awesome piece