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A Frozen King

This realm of steel ice can get unbearable Everything that I am is locked inside a sub-tolerant shell Captured away from the visible grounds I had roamed Seen countless opportunities and yet they passed by and lost I can say I was born ahead of my time; if it were possible Then why could not I exist in the next 20 years Here I am with a mature heart in a misshapen body An exposed body dictating and outweighing my crippled mind My kingdom feels empty in these shady concrete layers And vulnerable of not having my possible righteous queen I say hello, pardon me and such but they were all ignored somehow So every shatter I get, the pieces remain the make me stare Lets me remember how my kind is getting extinct by the constant A man’s thoughts are no more appealing for their ears Then many would question why I’m in these ways of silence Well the point I am soundless is because your ears are closed So there’s no point to acknowledge when you don’t want to open Therefore here’s another monument of what a loyal man should be Here stands the king of a thousand wishes for all time Until there is that one woman who can make them come true Who pauses out of time and gaze into these eyes She’ll look for what I venture for when I stare into hers My hearts hopes for her precious love to melt me free Free from this banishment and finally crown my only love highness

Copyright © | Year Posted 2008




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Date: 9/12/2008 6:13:00 PM
The word choice is very good and I like the way the message is presented. Sometimes I know how you feel but either way it's a good first poem.
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Date: 9/12/2008 4:45:00 PM
Much to ponder in this poem. The opening line's strong imagery urges the reader to continued on. Welcome to Poetry Soup! I hope you enjoy your time spent with us. Best wishes with your writing. Karen
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