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My Persian Queen

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My Persian Queen

From the Gardens of Babylon,
to the walkways of Palestina,
to the grand temples of Jerusalism,
to the sandy beaches of Syria and Cyprus.
Went my Persian Queen riding,
upon her golden, firery chariot.

Her black hair, like silk long and flowing.
Her royal robes white and purple, bare and pure.
Her sword by her side, ready to strike.
Her spear fastened, ready to stab the dreeded heart
of the Fire Dragon.
On the firery chariot, riding with her armies,
Went my Perisan Queen.

O, how my arimes fight your armies,
in the midst of night fall, under a full moon.
Let us stop this foolish fighting.
And have fellow brother, love fellow brother.
And so we can fall in love forever.

And don't act like you don't show love for me.
I see you in the dawns, standing upon the sand covered battlefields.
Standing proud behind your armies.
With your black hair flowing.
You almost making me want not to fight the battle of the Day,
for if you were killed, what victory would that be then?

You pull your armies back at the last minute, before I am slayed
by your fellow brother in arms.
You retreat your arimes back over the hills, not in fear of losing the day,
but in fear of losing me.
You and your armies had plenty of chances to kill me, yet you do not.

My Persian Queen, O come now.
Come down from your firery chariot
and into my restless arms.
I know you are tired
and wanting to sleep.

Listen to the nightingale
sing her love song.
Drinking the sweet necture,
from the gardens, in your vase Persian Empire.

Come now, and kiss me,
Hold me, let us ride,
far from the simple minds of the Old World
and fall in love in a New.

My Persian Queen
O how I love you so much.
I cannot bare to see you in a life you don't want to live.
Come let I, your Knight in shinning armour liberate you.
Take you by the hand, run through the great bazzare in Old Istanbul
running away from the Janissaries of your father's Imperial armies.

Let us leave this place of hate and sorrow.
To start our lives a new.
My Persian Queen,
Now dressed in silk lace,
with golden jewlery hanging
from your beautiful and tender neck.
Along with the silver pattened belt around your harmonial waist.

It is time for you, to come with me.
No more shall we act like we dispise one another.
As Romeo and Juliet's love failed,
shall our love take course, and we shall love
till the oceans swallow the earth, the mountains crumble,
and the Sun engulf the sweet Earth.
And on and on shall our love go on,
My adorable and lovely Persian Queen.

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  1. Date: 8/20/2013 3:05:00 AM
    - So romantic and beautifully written Christopher ..... love it! - Proficient written! - Have a nice day. - oxox / / Anne-Lise :)

    Boskovski Avatar Chris Boskovski
    Date: 8/21/2013 12:30:00 AM Block poet from commenting on your poetry


    Thank you Anne Lise for reading my poem. I am glad you enjoyed the romantic poem!!! You have a nice day too, and thank you! xoxo :)
  1. Date: 8/19/2013 10:19:00 PM
    What an enthralling, captivating, enchanting write...AMAZING...Intriguing...Persian Queen....Not many people find Persia fascinating these days. Persia is modern day Iran. I was born there, and spent my childhood years enjoying the beauty of our home in one of the most beautiful areas...I really enjoyed your write. You have a wonderful way with words. It was flowing and beautiful...To my favorites! :)

    Boskovski Avatar Chris Boskovski
    Date: 8/21/2013 12:34:00 AM Block poet from commenting on your poetry


    Yes I am glad you had a sort of connection with this epic, romantic poem! I once was in love with a beautiful Arabic goddess who broke my heart through betrayal. I wrote this poem because of her. This poem experiences the good times we had together. Her father dissapproved of our relationship, for I was a christian and she a muslim. She didn't want to live in a life of that style. Her father told her we couldn't be together anymore, and she went with another. I miss her, now and then, but she is always in my heart. This poem is for my Persian Queen