It has many names!

It has many names, faces.
can I say “look, there it comes!”
how it comes, how it enters to take many shapes,
it is a conundrum, but it cannot be idle,
with its lopsided imagination, it achieves
what it wants, with its seemingly good
looks it hits the mark, it does not sleep
till it is won, it walks in sleep,
like corrugated iron, folding
its way into corrosion till it
swallows the victim, scholars
have christened it many a name,
spleen, illwill, jealousy, envy,
hydra like, preying upon itself.