Friday, March 21, 2008
The Princess or the Fight?
1
The white sky
She lay on
The stained purple cloud,
No,her hair.
2
It was mid-day
The moon
It was her azure blue eyes.
Mystic magic.
3
The fair arms
A call
Is it a beautifully laid trap?
Irresistable.
4
The veins pink
the lips
Challenging rose,blood and wine
Mesmerising
5
It was a dream
or reality
The princess from the plains
a dream.
6
She raged the war
Oh peace
I was egoist,flat on the soil
flavored.
7
Pursuit of love
my love
Was it what foxes chased for?
Dangerous
8
The brick red sky
no,black
She was a proud princess,facing
An Egoist
9
Clinging of swords
Her navel
Was it what millions died for?
The pride
10
Taming sacred lioness
fighting,
I dropped my sword,she did hers
Entwined.
11
It was solace
Bliss
Her breaths on my shoulder,a dream
submission.
12
Looked at the sea
saline
Could feel the strong waves in her hugs
with closed eyes.
13
Clutched her tight
Adrenaline
She caressed my hair,screamed out in pain
At last the prince...
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i suppose it would be the fight to win the princess.... to tame the soul that millions are dying to own ----"...Her navel
Was it what millions died for?"---
i love the choice of words used----"...The fair arms
A call
Is it a beautifully laid trap?
"...and the most unique thing in this poem is the use of 'short abrupt sentences which increase the impact manifold'
i read this long back,...infact when this was in draft form...i remember...read all of ur blogs...but i liked this d best
good work
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