'Declarations of love begins now
Shower your rose with poisonous blood
Prove your worth to the golden blessing
Embrace jealousy with ignorance
Block passage of desire with flattery
Blind the little maiden lost in towers of spear
Conspire resolutions for her to escape
Not I, not the Prince, not the knight
Would commit such crime
Of revolting torture handcuffed and chained while fire burns towards her feet
It's that monster's fault
Such sadistic pleasure boils my blood
'But are you any different?'
Whispers question my action of heroism
But the answer you ask?
Well let's not say much'
Fingers crisscrossed across his lips
Smirk behind his devious plan
While the little maiden screams in plead
And hair continues to grow the ladder for the hero that she awaits
Or so she thought
Came down the ladder
Knight in shinning amour
Knight in bloody nightmare
Not to be trusted
Especially with those
Daggers for his eyes.
* poet's note, this poem is a sinister version of the hopeless Rapenzul who has no escape from her Disguice mother or the so called knight. What are your thoughts on this one? I am open for questions concerning this or any other topics.
Well enjoy.*
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