Solemn Sovereign
Lissome, silhouette shadow
Gliding the long winding stairs
Iridescent gown changing glows
Flowing, silky bright black hair
Breezy, damp cold but warms
Fresh, sweet fragrant perfumes
Lingering aura full of charms
Scent of a flower in bloom
Head with jeweled, ornate crown
Standing firmly in a dreary hall
Failures stubbornly shut down
No one heard her pleading call
Endless, lonely morning walks
With a love that struck her blind
Inane, unromantic shallow talks
A hollow life, a fixed knot that binds
Eyes closed on conscious mind
Beating heart bleeding copiously
Options she chose to leave behind
A love slave enchained by destiny
In truth, a tiara pricked with thorns
Messy hair, rent from too many pulls
Black and blue, her dress is torn
Every night she’s beaten by the bull
She’s like a wind that circles a room
Doubting an escape from a little hole
She chooses to stay despite the doom
Ignore the abuse, her clan must be whole!
Copyright © Meadow Morada | Year Posted 2016
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