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In the realm where the sun kisses the sea,
I, Nyi Roro Kidul, weave my tale with glee.
From the depths of the abyss, where secrets unfurl,
A saga of origins, an enchanting swirl.
In the eons past, when time was young,
A tale of love and loss had just begun.
I was not always the siren of the sea,
But as a mortal princess, destiny wove for me.
Dewi Kadita, a name in whispers sighed,
In the heart of Java, where dreams abide.
A maiden fair, with eyes like dawn,
In the realm of men, her fate was drawn.
The kingdom rejoiced, in her beauty so rare,
Yet fate had woven a thread of despair.
A celestial promise, a vow to the sea,
A love deeper than the vast mystery.
A prince appeared, with a heart so bold,
His love for Kadita is a tale to be told.
Yet, within her chest, another beat,
A pledge to the sea, in whispers sweet.
The ocean, a witness to the vow,
As the lovers exchanged their solemn vow.
But secrets, like tides, can ebb and flow,
And fate, a river, decided to sow.
The prince discovered the truth, a betrayal profound,
In the kingdom's echoes, a mournful sound.
A tempest brewed in his wounded heart,
As love unraveled, torn apart.
Cast into the waves, by fate's cruel decree,
Kadita transformed, forever free.
The sea embraced her, a siren's rebirth,
A dance of waves, an eternal mirth.
From the ocean's depth, I emerged anew,
My essence is infused with the ocean's hue.
Nyi Roro Kidul, in the aquamarine array,
Ruler of realms where the dolphins play.
A palace of coral, beneath the ocean's crest,
An azure throne where I find my rest.
The waves, my subjects, the depths, my kin,
In the ocean's embrace, my love did begin.
Yet, in the lull of the ocean's song,
A melancholy note, a love lost long.
The prince's echoes linger in the sea,
A haunting melody, calling to me.
With each crashing wave, a sigh of remorse,
For love that veered off its destined course.
A siren's lament, carried by the tide,
In the ebb and flow, where secrets hide.
So, from the azure throne, I sing my tale,
Of love that set sail, of a mortal's travail.
Nyi Roro Kidul, a siren's decree,
In the heart of the ocean, forever free.
-Indonesia, 15112023-
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Echoes of the Azure Throne ✅
Poetry[Warning English is not my first language] This poem is for participation in a contest or competition "Mythical Mirror" organized by the official Wattpad account @WattpadUrbanFantasy, in November 2023. With prompt conditions: "Create a poem from a m...
