Hoodwinked

Hoodwinked am I?
I ask the sky,
The fallen leaves,
Meant to die.

She rests her back,
Against the soft tree,
Shackled in black love,
Trying to break free.

The toxic lust,
Is wasted away,
Charred by inch,
Awake she lay.

Hoodwinked she was,
It struck upon her,
Around her echoed,
His drawling lure.

He looked her through,
Wanting her soul,
His eyes pitch black,
A fiery coal.

Did he love her,
Every minute she thought,
Heavily and mightily,
The feelings she fought.

Hoodwinked by him,
She tried to appeal,
Finally she gave up,
Her blood now teal.

-Tanvi