She stands alone, pulled in backwards,
footsteps echo, through herself & outwards,
like a thousand horses across her chest,
down the stoney chamber, where the lonely rest.
Passion and hate ride on her skin.
freedom is near, but never within.
A stranger cloaked in a hooded veil,
watches her sleep and hears her wail.
In here injustice creeps down the walls,
through the castle gates, in the banquet halls.
She's stung by the silence in her empty cell,
though she catches the chime of a distant bell.
One morning she woke, her shackles unbound,
her doorway was clear, no watchman around.
A shaman was waiting, south of the guild,
turning he spoke, with his hand as a shield.
'Much time may have passed, but another is close,
it's you he waits for, it's you he chose.'
As the message faded, her sorrow grew,
for love was near, but out of view.
Then stepping out of a chilly night breeze,
she saw a light, which made her freeze.
In a dusty corner of a forgotton cellar,
a hole was cut and escape befell her.
Author notes
Option: Picture inspired in the contest:
Contest +++Be Inspired With Imagery+++ [[options contest]] by PerfectImperfection
Optional Chorus: Cry, cry, shout out...
I've heard every word. I caught your voice,
I wrote your hurt in every verse.
If I could storm these heights I'd try.
Instead I'll wait for you will fly.
- Freedom is only one leap away,
Fly your pearch, ignore what they say.
Happiness is here, take my hand, be free.
I've been here a while, you know it's me.
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A contest entry
- Will you be the one to catch her? by over the rainbow--x.
525 points, ended February 20, 91 entries
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I really enjoyed this piece, not only for the immensely beautiful imagery, but for the story that went along with it. There are so many things that I felt with this piece, that I can relate to.
"As the message faded, her sorrow grew,
for love was near, but out of view.
Then stepping out of a chilly night breeze,
she saw a light, which made her freeze.
In a dusty corner of a forgotton cellar,
a hole was cut and escape befell her."
Beautiful, truly. Words fail me. Adding to favorite's list.
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One morning she woke, her shackles unbound,
her doorway was clear, no watchman around.
A shaman was waiting, south of the guild,
turning he spoke, with his hand as a shield.
'Much time may have passed, but another is close,
it's you he waits for, it's you he chose.'
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This is so pretty!!!
I love it!
I find this is as good as books I have read, if that makes sense!
It tells a fantastic story!
Paints a very vivid picture in my mind, and that is hard to do!
I love your work!
Good Job!
Kudos!!!!
. Rewarded 4
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'Much time may have passed, but another is close,
it's you he waits for, it's you he chose.'
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I love this
very well writen and the pic is inspiring
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wow. you kept me wanting to read more. i love the way you worded it. great write hun.
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i'm a fan of story telling poetry and i think you've done a good job with this one. i like it a lot. One suggestion would be that the final lines of your verses be at least as long as those of the rest, if not longer. "it's you that he waits for, it you THAT he chose".
thanks for the read.
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Beautiful
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Amazing!
I love this poem. All of the emotion is captured well. It also flows well, which, sadly, doesn't happen often from what I've read....I love all of the imagery in this piece, it really paints a picture, like a movie you can watch in your mind.
Amazing write!
-Eternally Fallen
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WOW!
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This is a very lovely piece that I truly enjoyed reading.
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I absolutely adored this! I like the fact that I didn't find any error in the beat and number o' syllables in a sentence, it's a nice thing to not have to point out that the rythym is all messed up in a poem. This was like perfection -in my eyes- when it comes to rhyming poety, especially seeing as how it kinda reminds me of Edgar Allen Poe. I'm not sure if the title fits though, but that's just me. Maybe get someone else's opinon on that one. This was an entertaining and inspirational read, though. Keep up the stellar writing!
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This was excellent writing. I love how your interpreted the picture. I look forward to reading more of your work. You are very talented.
Soulful Woman
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This is an awesome piece.........it stirrs something within the soul. Good images used........very intense piece too.......
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Mystique and imagination gild the skin of this classical and creative piece of tale. Completely impressive.
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Well, well. What a refreshing piece to read in the morning! I loved everything about this piece: the rhyme, the images, the feeling I got just reading it...and I felt as if I were watching a movie! A well done job, my friend. Of course, I'm sure you know how good you are, but I'll help boost your ego. No problem on my side. I feel as if you deserve it!!!
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Very nice take on the prompt. Unique and so well described, you gave the image a whole new meaning for me. Great write! Thank you for entering & Best wishes in the contest!
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A great take. Well written. Thanks for entering this in our contest.
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Whew....
Wow...astounding images!!!
The poem and the picture combined as one...
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