Faithfulness
Faithfulness, delivers me from evil dreams and consequence
Disguising my desire as a noble prayer
Hoping for the madness to subside
Wishing for a life that could be mine.
Noble queen, your curse holds me tightly to my heritage
Your fearsome memory dwells inside my mind
Sharper than a needle in the eye
Hand in hand my hopes are walking by.
Images, my entire being reduced to images
Firmly locked and barred inside their greedy eyes
Fools pledging service to a name
Vanity is such a wicked game.
Blazing swords, will now determine how my tale unfolds
Misguided men mistaking their desire for love
The unbeatable desire to possess
Of dignity and grace I am undressed
Ancient queen, inside my head I hear you screaming, ‘compromise…
The gods are deaf and dumb and will not hear your cry
To follow is your place and not to live
I’ll hold your hand to silence as you sink’.
Irony, the only part of me escaping is a tear
My envy grows as I watch it disappear
A sight that hurts so much to see
Trickling down to freedom without me.
Faithfulness, is just an other spiteful word for ignorance
My threadbare heart I trust in you my queen
Deep waters rise and on you I once more lean
Please hold my hand to darkness as I sink.
Copyright © Giota P | Year Posted 2006
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