Sister dearest

Behind the moon in the twilight sky
Hiding the bright ray of early dawn
Glows of ember in her dear heart stay
Sniping hopes off before they are born
The sarcasm drips
To fill by gallons
Before the day says it’s dead and gone

Eyes that taunt yet they do haunt
The hearts of men be they young or old
Lost many hearts to her lovelorn
so-called heart rending poems
used them all and left them too
my love was trapped in her web  
one day here tomorrow gone

Fade her beauty, not her wiles
Fade her allure, not her wit
To rub up or rub on
As long as they belong to others
The thrill to see the hurts
The pleasure to see the falling tears
She thrives on sorrow

Love her hate her
It does not matter
She forgot her passions
Somewhere long ago
When a man she loved
Went for another
Prettier than her

She lives on still
Bathed in bitterness
As she steals
What belongs to others