Breaking the window,
Breaking the gate,
Breaking the chain,
Breaking her own fate.
She challenge the horsemen,
She challenge the soldier,
But they enter her darkness and had fallen apart.
She roar with the lioness,
She float with the clouds,
She saw the enchating light,
Which was glowing soo bright !
Now freed from the locker,
Now freed from the abuse,
She was there in her palace,
Where she needs to be,
With all her wickedness and a little kindness,
Where her blood flows and yours freeze...
YOU ARE READING
Fantasy speaks
Poetryit's a poem about the fantasy world...where all seems so right and bright when we are not too close. sometime wickedness sometime queen both wins the battle field... Phoenix heals and her soul reveals.. she fought for her freedom and fighrt right...
