Four Walls
Four walls
Sat destitute
within four walls
of her citadel,
Embellished in gold
and pricey diamonds,
Adorable silky cher
in vast ambit,
Waiting and waiting,
days after days
till the war will end,
For her prince to return
victorious, in jubilance.
Longing soft heart,
Abandoned in walls
of riches, dignity
kindness and valiance,
With no privilege
of freedom,
A tearful soul
eating her heart.
Not a mere breath,
She is an esprit
with subtle thrust,
She is an essence
beyond four walls,
That else embalm
and macadamize.
Written Feb 24th, 2016
For contest by Chase
Now entered for "Any poem #38" poetry contest by PD A
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