Deceit

You can never understand,
Its always below-beneath the sand,
No one can stand,
It’s mischievous up hand,
Of its machinations unplanned!

I saw its face, once
Then again....
Not for an instance,
Even a minute chance,
Will you feel the harsh lance,
Of the seductive convincing glance,
...From those eyes
That make you dance
Macabre steps in a trance!

Beware the stare...
Has a skirmish plan
An epitaph of lies
Buried in its beauty!

Its unselective,
An ignorant detective,
That is ready to receive
All that elopes the sieve,
Many crave to believe
And just like eve,
They are trapped and refuse to leave!
I shall in all my glory
Live and give never to deceive!