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For You, Your Majesty

You took it away.
The thing i treasured the most.
But what purpose does it serve?
  It wont calm your lust,
  It wont gain you fortune.

It just causes pain and anguish.
But i suppose it gives you that sense of power.

                 Hurt is Your passion
             
             suicide fills your fantasy
               
                 murder is your lover

You tore it up into little pieces,
burnt them in your fiery eyes.

Now you make my lay deadly nightshades
on the grave of my undone dreams.

It gives you such pleasure
watching my dipair.
Crumlbling slowly. Ever so slowly.
what joy it gives you seeing my scars,
tasting my salty tears.

It makes you extatic when i scream and curse
your devilish black heart.

You imprison me
wrapping this loneliness tighter and tighter about my life.
So tight its hard to breathe
amongst those infected tears i shed.

But they don't move you.
You just make this pain of seperation
even more unbareable.
Your toying with me, playing with my emotions
like some sort of childrens game.
Im not your teddy bear to mess about with
how ever you please.
im not your ragdoll, treating you like a king,
bowing down at your knees.

But oh how you would love that wouldnt you.
see me slave upon your greatness, giving into your every whim

But i wont.
I wont
I wont let myself give in

to your cruel lashings.
 
          Your whipping words.

Tourmenting gashings.

Never will i fall victim to you.....

                       .....your highness.







Author notes

sory its abit long.
it mite be abit jumbled
abit too many issues gathered in one.
but thats how i was feeling at the time.
well done if u read to teh end!!!
Written January 25th, 2005

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  • liriel
    January 2, 2006
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    aniani! hey this poem rox! i loved it! it makes my heart hurt
    the background goes with the poem how have you been? well keep up the good work you have been doing forever. much luvs for you and your poem! Liriel

  • glassangel
    April 1, 2005
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    I feel like this a lot of the time with my mother...like I'm the poor servant girl attempting to rebel against the all powerful queen. thats one feeling or "issue" I got from this. The line "amongst the infected tears I shed" just kind of stuck...its so dynamic and powerful, its almost inspiring. I really don't get how your poetry can get so much better with each verse you pen. its incrediable.


  • March 15, 2005
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    its so good that i found it too short! but yeah, as you probably know, this is amazing, and i love how you put some lines seperate and stuff... great write!

    *iva*


  • Alone inside
    February 7, 2005
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    good

    i dont think this poem was that long really. Anyway, this is really good, and.. i read to the end lol so thats a well done for me i hope!hehe. I loved the ideas you used and this was one line i especially liked "suicide fills your fantasy".Well done, keep it up