The Castle
He glances around nervously
feeling coldness comes over him
As the thunder cracks
And the candles grew dim
Portraits lines the long corridor
With layers of dust covers all
Lights from the cracked window
Casting shadows on the walls
He feels like someone following
As he walks the empty hallway
The faces in the portraits staring at him
Like if they have some thing to say
He seen her thru the windows
Then he believe the stories been told
Of the princess in a dungeon
Away from the outside world
With a white dress and long hair
She haunts the old castle
She had fall in love with a servant
And the king had him killed in battle
She locks her self in the dungeon
And refuses to come out again
She died of a broken heart
After months of mourning in pain
He jumps as a door creaks
He took a deep breathe and swallows
As continues thru the dark castle
Towards the big French windows
He enters big dark room
In the center of the corridor
Then he sees her shadow
As she goes thru a wooden door
Behind the door was stairs
That leads to the dungeon
He holds the candle up
But she was already gone
He slowly reaches the bottom
It was in immense darkness
And as the candle lights the room
In front of him stood the princess
He opens his mouth to scream
But there was no sound
And his blood was cold as ice
As his feet froze to the ground
But when he catches his breathe
He notice she was a real beauty
And was shock when she said
I know you will come back to me
Then as she hold his hands
Like magic the castle comes alive
With servants preparing for a wedding
Saying the future prince has arrive
No one ever seen him again
They find his jeep outside next day
And in the castle many centuries ago
He married the princess today
Copyright © Kasim Ishmael | Year Posted 2012
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