Guilt written across his face,
Yet hidden so well.
He buried the key,
and set his own mind in flames.
Demons ravaging within the confines,
One lie after another,
Chasing a life that did not belong to him.
Poor Conniving, Deceiving
Mr. Ripley
Little did he know what he would become
A Monster, A Murderer.
Have mercy upon those who cross his path,
For he is lost and gone.
This is very well written! Wish I was creative enough write poems like this.
Your poem has encapsulated the essence of the movie perfectly!
Love the poem its giving me early Rihanna vibes.
Anyways I do not agree with you overall. Tom Ripley was just a child of circumstance. He only killed in defense. He is obviously just trying to live his best life despite the constant abuse from the bourgeois.