A kingdom of fallen fantasies
and gold plated braids,
that she owned.
A broken crown and
needles with threads of
secrets and hopes.
Rifles of white lies and
unveiled shadows.
The touch of sugar,
lined up against black walls.
Tied up with snakes and broken
dinner plates of illusions.
Chapters carved with smiles
and tilted hopes.
A kingdom of red and white.
A kingdom of the black bride.
~Sampurna
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Poetry♚ ❛ Juliet, Tell me what is it like to vanquish - When you tossed the coin, And stepped on the battleground, With the accent of swords. Still you stand, Hands dripping of sin. In search of Romeo, You killed, And killed, And died. ❜ { Highest rank in...
