Red-Robed Prince
Hi, how was your day? What's the story of today?
I returned from the battlefield bringing glory
Met the princes and commanders of the king
We chatted, laughed, ate together
Under the light of the majestic and sparkling chandelier
People debated over political motions in front of judges
I looked at them with doubts and a bit of misgiving
Because red-robed prince keeps looking at me curiously
The penultimate army feels gripping
Until I dare not look at him
I'm just a wounded warrior wishing on the Athena
Riding the white horse into the middle of the battlefield
Looking at all rivals with respect, not much hatred in the eyelids
Even though the shadows of defeat keep milling in my mind
I fired a bow at the king's three enemies
But I don't expect more from all my fleet
My conscience says bad in the century of victory
Because the heart knows, me and my troops have fought great
The king praised our victory, even though we lost against his three enemies
We rule the third region with the last bloody sword
The queen heard the good news from one of the soldiers, she spread it throughout the country
I came back with my shield split,
And two of my fleets have lost their arrows and daggers
It's fine, since we didn't expect to plunder the first regionHi, how was your day? What's the story of today?
I returned from the battlefield bringing glory
My army has succeeded in winning the third region
And I realize it now,
I fell in love with red-robed prince
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The First Knight [END]
PoetryThe past that is permeated in the recesses of the soul need not be forgotten. Remember and carve beautifully with the dust of the flying fire. Love may come, but all you know is pain. Your little soul is incapable of accepting the reality that is in...