She held on to disappearing rainbows
Until dragons feasted on the unicorns
And their fire engulfed the fairy meadows
The shattering of her realm oh so vicious
She stood still staring at the rampage
With a grimace of hatred and enmity
Her eyes were bleeding red with rage
That once glittered bright with hopes
Becoming the monster that she seeks
Blinded by vengeance as the tale goes
In her shrill terrifying voice she speaks
Life for life only Death for death
She disguised herself as a pious priest
After her frail existence was ravaged
To avenge the dream slaughtering beast
The murderess was loping in the streets
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Unpublished Poems
PoetryI had worked on my poem one whole summer, perfecting the story and structure and rhyme and rythym. And when he read it he asked, 'Why don't you write about what you feel when you can write very well? I mean all that goes on in your head, that rage i...
