Retribution Awaits

In the realm, a woman resides,
Dianna, the heartless, who cunningly guides.

With calculated lies upon her silver tongue,

She steals other women's men, their hearts unstrung.

Whispers of deceit dance upon her lips,

As she weaves a web of illusions and tricks.

In her web, she traps these unsuspecting souls,

Spinning tales of true love, their senses it controls.

Enabling their flaws, she justifies their wrongs,

With skewed morals, she sings her deceiving songs.

Promises of pleasure, temporary and fleeting,

Leaving broken hearts in her wake, yearning and bleeding.

But Karma, relentless, with eyes ever keen,

Watches silently as Dianna plays her scene.

For every stolen love and shattered dream,

Retribution awaits with a vengeance, it seems.

The steel-hearted Dianna, oblivious to her fate,

Continues her games, pushing boundaries, tempting fate.

But beneath her cold facade, cracks slowly appear,

As the echoes of her actions grow loud and clear.

One by one, her conquests fall from grace,

Haunted by regret, yearning for love's embrace.

And when she least expects, her own heart shall break,

For the seeds she has sowed, a harvest she'll now take.

Oh, Dianna, the heartless, your reckoning draws near,

As the truth unravels, your demise becomes clear.

In the face of Karma's wrath, you shall meet your end,

Bound by the consequences your actions did send.

For the hearts you've shattered and lives you've torn,

Shall rise against you, as the tides of fate transform.

In the depths of your own creation, you shall drown,

As the cycle completes, your penance will be found.

So be warned, oh deceitful one, of your impending doom,

Your twisted games, now unraveled, will seal your tomb.

No longer shall you deceive, no more lives will you take,

As Karma embraces you, a prisoner of your own heartbreak.