This is a poem I wrote for Estella, a character in 'Great Expections' by Charles Dickens, I wrote it for an English lesson, but I wondered what you would think of it...
Estella
You twisted being
Emotionless, heartless and cold
What did you do to yourself?
Vulture, preying on men's hearts
Old, crippled woman
Sharing your soul with mine
You hate, I detest, you die, I live
Your legacy left in me
But, oh!
Here, he comes for me
With lost love in his heart
A burning flame for my cold soul
Alas, however much a flame burns
It will turn to embers one day
As it all begins again
The story of my hated love