Illuminated stories
pierce deep shadows
on a lonely heart,
quick to my destruction.
Laced to appease one
with my life in his hands,
throwing magical glances
in mystery, deterring,
to stay death's knife.
For my life in the deserts,
for love of 'oasis'
a caravanserai of dreams
dumbfounds his refusal.
My sword play love scenes,
impossible odds to mirror,
shine streaming through the ages
bewitching minds to move.
It is I Scheherazade,
after; three thousand necks lay bleeding,
a thousand and one of Hazar Afsanah,
who holds the heart of Shahryar
in such mighty timeless grip!
In a list
A contest entry
- PIf: The Arabian Nights by Ruby34.
700 points, ended June 13, 4 entries
Silver trophy winner
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Welcome any sincere response and critique
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Congratulations on the SILVER!!!! Very well deserved.
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Ah, the power of a smart woman, "she holds the heart of Shahryar
in such mighty timeless grip". Congratulations on the Silver.
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Excellent
Wonderful vivid descriptions and emotions created with your poem. Captures the spirit of Arabian Nights so well. Congratulations on the silver. It was well deserved.
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"My sword play love scenes".....
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Intriguing. I love the title too. (should line 13 be 'dumbfounds'?) Beautifully written, good luck in the contest. X
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Oh yes!
Thank you X
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My pleasure (not often I get to correct you)
X
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Sol,
I like this very much, but am unfamiliar with the story. Can you please explain a little more for my ignorance in Arabian Nights? Thanks! Nice write!
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Shahryar the king insisted on having a story told to him every night and if he wasn't taken by it the story tellers life would be forfeited. Scheherazade told him wonderful stories always finishing at a point for the king to have to wait until the next night for the next part. So the 1001 nights came about as these stories called Hazar Afsanah. Also she eventually won not only her freedom but the kings heart.
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ألف ليلة وليلة
Wonderful entry to the contest Sol, I especially enjoyed the last part..
It is I Scheherazade,- شهرزاده
after; three thousand necks lay bleeding,
a thousand and one of Hazar Afsanah,- هزار افسان
who holds the heart of Shahryar -شهريار
in such mighty timeless grip!
Thank you and best of luck
Ruby
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Thank you for the 'Silver' Ruby!
I'm glad you liked it.
Sol
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Nice... she holds the dagger... lovely ending.. yepp
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she had to keep reading in order to stay alive, maybe if you'd rescued her, she could have stopped at 768 in the stories - maybe?? or maybe not, you tell a grand tale yourself luv and this one is quite beautiful.
sword play love scenes - ahem ... well buckle your swash..
lubblyjubbly
Gilly.x
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Thank you
I must admit...
I've not read them all
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