Short Femme Fatale Poems
Short Femme Fatale Poems. Below are examples of the most popular short poems about Femme Fatale by PoetrySoup poets. Search short poems about Femme Fatale by length and keyword.
Flower Child
fields of hemp flowers
smokey green horizon clouds~
luscious femme fatale
For you I’ll paint them red, she said
my lips my toes my fingernails
yet know I will remain unwed
it is the fate of most females
His mind was made up
Opinion unchangeable
Irreversibly fixed
Until he met a femme fatale
With wily tricks
He came around as easy as fiddle sticks
Love is not an illusion
It is tricky
And elusive
Where is the girl
Leading a charmed life
She secretly covets
To be a femme fatale
Where is the femme fatale
Who yearns to be good
I am the nemesis
I desire and dream both...
Jim the Trim’s been watching too much video
The kind that caused rise in his libido
Mind still on a femme fatale
Was brought to the hospital
His front was trapped by the doors of the Metro.
KIM PATRICE NUNEZ
10 April 2015
O, feral feline, femme fatale
Her fancy footsteps faintly fall...
..In far-flung forests, in fables tall
Winged fairies flutter
Flights of fancy enthrall
You clipped my wings
You cured my flirt
You blinded my sight
From bevy of beauties.
I'm a toy in your palm
Administered unto your wish
And, like powerful Samson
I'm doomed!
Love,
Sweet bait
Covering a naked hook
The cemetary of my life.
Of imagery in yonder meadow
she had much to say
from daffodils on rolling hills
to ivy covered fences
Yet of tragedy she would not write
of carnivores contending
for the hoof of a femme fatale
~ She could not bear the ending
One Christmas day when a bald man called Ray,
Gave his femme fatale, a silk negligée.
She whispered, please close your eyes,
While I touch up, your surprise.
But his surprise was a hair piece toupee.
12 / 18 / 2021.
For the contest XMAS LIMERICK
Sponsor Andrea Dietrich.
Amaryllis boasts,
Declaring her love,
Conquests flaunted,
Prideful and beauty,
Tower above,
Look at me?
Deceivingly she calls,
Toxic and poisonous,
Voluptuous flower,
Her femme-fatale,
Expensive perfumes,
Seducing oils
Relaxing massages,
Into her blossom,
Splendour with elegance,
Her victims
Die!
Agony of a broken heart
When will it ever mend?
Arrow shot a deadly dart
Blindsided I did not defend.
Betrayal was unexpected
Wonder, did I do wrong?
Sadly, he became infected
To female singing siren song.
Some broken hearts never mend
Poetry Contest
Sponsored
by
Faraz Ajmal
25/02/2022
Although not so precious, yet so relevant
Like an alluring-winsome lass it attract
Minutes out of sight a journey never dreamt
Femme-fatale for the pert that draws near to it
Appealing is it work before the gloom’s call
Of an intermit for a jaguar’s travel
When is thy return to cure my ceasing heart?
That soon succumbs to the lifelong wind’s call
Mon raison d'être
Your face is more beautiful than the Eiffel Tower at sunrise
Our amour seemed real, n’est-ce pas?
When I first saw you, I sensed déjà vu
Your Mona Lisa smile made me wonder
Is she a femme fatale?
But when you kicked my shins,
I knew that I had made a faux pas
I’ll keep my distance from l'objet d'art
I'm not an 'ingénue' anymore - that’s been vitiated.
I'm not innocent, pure, naive or vulnerable -
which are technically, 'ingénue' requirements
(I don’t make the rules).
That being said, if no one has an objection,
in terms of narrative trajectory, I'd like to be
considered a 'fémme fatale' until further notice.
.
.
Songs for this:
HEATED by Beyoncé
Hysterical Us by Magdalena Bay
Femme Fatale
Poetry, dear, you femme fatale,
Your darkling eyes stoke fantasies
And ruby lips blow memories—
Oh! temptress, you’re enticing me
With beauty ‘neath that sheer peignoir,
Attracting me with luscious lines,
Invoking soft caress of words
While guilt and weakness you evoke
When we create, my joy so deep:
Will you my mistress always be?
October 24, 2016
What Does Poetry Mean To You Contest
Alexis Y.
Geese follow a southern flight path,
honking as they flee Winter's wrath:
warning that She's a psychopath.
Autumn's buried without a trace
as Winter's fury sets the pace:
Her icy winds slapping my face.
I feel the sting of Winter's bite,
icy cold in Her gown of white:
lashing out with all of Her might.
Femme fatale: with a heart of ice,
Winter is anything but nice:
and always levies a high price.
No bla bla
I see it in your eyes
Devoured by disguise
No bla bla
It’s in every move you make
It’s in every breath you take
I’ll play the same game
Hiding in your shadow
But you won’t know
What you downloaded
Was a Trojan horse
With no remorse
Femme fatale
I’ll camouflage
In your worst mirage
Payback time
My deserved treat
Revenge so sweet
Contest: As easy as ABB
Sponsor: Nina Parmenter
31-12-2018
Danger lurks
In dangerous curves,
A sure perk
For taut greedy nerves.
Danger waits
For that needy space,
A sure bait
To anchor mad trace.
Danger hints
In a tempting lure,
Ponder mint
Of feelings unsure.
Danger farms
As femme fatale stalks,
Arm these arms
For sexy grooves walk.
Danger dams
Pulse of crude address,
Like baked ham
Touch drowns in duress.
Leon Enriquez
26 April 2017
Singapore
she smiles in the shadows
of the dead end street
living her rag doll life
the only femme fatale
of our mannequin town
a midnight detective
going down the low road
a butterfly at the crime scene
alone in the evening breeze
her night talk full of
wallpaper poetry
her velvety voice
singing the drunken bird songs
her troubled mind
full of murmurations.
I’m so happy I could die
lifting her veil in the storm
so let’s dream a little.
Femme fatale nightshade bloom
Lustrous pomes sweetly entomb
Heady pungent bouquet
Remedy lover’s grave betray
Come hither, ye toxic potpourri
Banish infernal memory
Florid amethyst grace
Allure belies dual face
Infuse alchemist brew
Terry, not penance due
Smitten vessel begs release
Hasten this affliction peace
Tip chalice to ardor quell
Serenity bids thee back to hell
Notions atone bittersweet
Farewell ebbing heartbeat
3/15/2022
“Phero-moans”
Oh, joy
the skunk is back.
No one has seen her
yet all know she’s here.
There is just an air
about her
that turns the head
(and stomach).
She is so cute
that wiggle waddle,
those cute eyes,
fluffy tail,
magnificent
white racing stripe.
Her rather overpowering
femme fatale
pheromonal presence
assaults the unsuspecting.
A sensually aromatic
two by four
come hither.
I think the dog
just had his heart broken.
John G. Lawless
2/20/2018
With such feminine flamboyancy
this maiden sways in sassy motion
flashing, flitting, flaming a sweet minuet
beneath a mural of moonlit madness,
her flared gown fair as gemmed feathers
this one white rose, radiantly rising ,
her flight of fancy floating on yard's floor
and like a nubile nymph of nightfall;
she parades with petals on a pageant...
How this femme fatale; a floral rune
glides gaily...such sizzling sensation,
goddess of spring's glossed grandeur!
When near the doomed dark hour drew,
Dreadful deed descended through
The tunnel trap, damp and dim,
Where a duo met at their whim.
Mundane motive - love triangle,
Jealousy jailed in a tangle.
Devoured by its fatal flame
The foes counted steps to aim.
To their demise, both aimed well -
To dire destiny they fell.
Double death that tunnel led
On grim end light never shed.
Femme Fatale kept her heartache
For her future husband’s sake.
January 31, 2021
Of what maze is time-
That a little petal solves?
Blossoming in dim light
Against the cliché it holds
Strong when the ends are-
Seen, weak when the ends are bleak
The tradition of-
Eon a burden long borne
Scents when the mind rest
Bloom when the muscles tremble
Like a ghost it breaks-
Free from solitary cage
As the bud blossoms
Shiny in the midst of trees
Showy it attracts
Femme-fatale but love to me
Zeus among it peers
So blemish like a goddess
Like Ozymandias-
She stands beholding beauty
Form: