Peacock feathers blowing in the wind.
Her bitter expression burning your eyes.
Her entrapping throne made from flesh and blood,
Forever reminding her of her abandonment.
Forever forcing her to take it out on you.
The mistake was yours.
This wounded heart wont sit and rest.
This wounded heart will get revenge.
Author notes
My favorite character.
A contest entry
- a piece of a character by Melissa Gayle.
699 points, ended November 10, 2008, 12 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Please tell me what you think
Comments
-
An interesting piece here, I would have preferred a bit more word variety -
but I can feel how much you like this character.
-
this is good, you defiantly worked well with the prompt, i like how you left it open at the end, so that you want to know what happens to this character next, best of luck in the contest
Adding your comment:
