He whispers empty words,
Like a pirate's parrot perched on your shoulder.
You can not get him out of your head,
Like a parasite he embeds thoughts in the mind.
Rent free, he resides in you,
Narcissism and Machiavelli traits he has,
It feels like he is permanently fixed on you.
Before you knew he was exerting control,
He would speak so smooth, so harmonizing.
He would glide in like a snake catching prey,
Like a hot knife through butter.
The Svengali, like a demon, stops at nothing,
He learns all about you and whatever is yours,
Will become his or at least that is his pursuit.
He will destroy you internally,
Until you are beckoning from the other side.
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Sid Aaron Hirji
Canadian born man who finds literature and science equally fascinating. Trauma bleeds through generations, words heal the hidden scars.
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It is pointless to run, my darling, because sixty seconds ago, I will kill you. My blade will have sliced reality open right in front of you. It will have first pierced it as it would a bed sheet left hanging to dry, flapping in the wind on a Sunday afternoon. But the metal will have drawn a line in the air that the ghostly tear will have followed. Then I, La Dyablès, machete firmly in hand, will have emerged from what your mind, at the time, could only interpret as the other side of here—whatever that means to you. I know. I have seen that look on the faces of countless unlucky… clients. You will not have been the first nor the last to try and reneg on a riches for soul contract only to present this visage to me when I come to collect.
By Lily Séjor5 days ago in Fiction
Comments (4)
Not a bad choice of terms, or use of open form!
Ah svengali, heard the word but just knowing the meaning. Classic narcissist that one. They are smooth, selfish to the core. yet they cannot help it, it is a genetic flaw. It is up to you to run fast and far. Great poem.
Ohhh no, gotta stay away from men like him. Lol. Loved your poem!
Smooth!!! Loved it!!!