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Thursday, 17 June 2010

My Lady, My Love


Fairer than her there was none
Heart warmer than the morning sun

Eyes that shone like bright blue stars
Her glance healed the deepest scars

Skin whiter than the winter snow
Her touch made all the sorrows go

Lips scarlet as a blood red rose
Bountiful as the river flows

Gentler than the summer breeze
Her smile had men on bended knees

She was every man’s deepest desire
And had all their hearts on blazing fire

A noble knight once sought her love
For he knew she was an unseizable dove

He challenged every single knight
He travelled on by day and night

Dark demonic dragons he slew
For her sweet face was all he knew

To prove his love and loyalty
He wept and begged in agony

‘Till he reached upon her, by love enslaved
Her kiss was all he ever craved

With an effort to maintain his calm
Heart beating on his outstretched palm

For he was a knight so brave and wise
He walked along to claim his prize

There she was amongst the haze
Crooning to her venomous babes

Where once a heart was lay a deep abyss
Her deadly gaze was hard to miss

He cried in pain at the frightful sight:
“Hideous beast thou I shalt smite”

He drew his sword with all his might
“Be gone foul monster for my delight”

“Never have I seen such viciousness now”
“Where’s my lady? What creature art thou?”

With an easy blow and a gentle stroke
She turned his sword to misty smoke

She coiled and smiled with eyes red-hot
“How now, brave knight remember me not?”

Her voice came as though from high above
“I am Medusa; the fruit of your love!”









































































7 comments:

Sonya said...

Behind every bitch, there’s a man that made her that way!

Anonymous said...

no i don't agree with u.if every women has some respect for herself it won't happen.this is a excuse.i don't say it cause im a man.im disagree with those men how plays with women.

Sonya said...

Of course you’re just saying this cause you’re a man, not because you’re unwilling to accept that men are the cause of what I just said, or accept the fact that maybe at some point you have hurt somebody (which you are by the way) but because you’re a man, you are genetically incapable of understanding women!! (no offence) So I stand by what I said. It doesn’t have anything to do with self-respect or any thing else.

Anonymous said...

u made a mistke im not protect anybody but this is funny just like somebody kill someone and saied the weapon was the fact of that.i hate those who break a heart without a reason but this is not good reason to make a woman bitch respect for yourself.

Sonya said...

I think you have a hard time understanding the concept of “bitch” here. It doesn’t necessarily mean what you think it does.

Sonya said...

So, forget about my comment, it’s not even mine, it’s a quote I heard somewhere which I thought might spice things up a bit. What did you think about the poem?

iman said...

i know what u mean.i like to talk about a matter.the poem was perfect i liked it.i loved saied of gabriel marquez i really beleive in that.