Poison seeped into his mothers' womb
He was never to be an altruistic King
Chosen by fate and tainted blood,
Mortality spawned into reality.
Destiny gone wrong, strung misery
Never to have a soul of his own...
Every step he makes isn't right
Crimson cheeks stained with tears.
Tears colder than a sword piercing
flesh deep into the marrow of bone.
Reigning empires with his hands
He cannot win, but he still stands.
Author notes
Born unto serpent, doomed to be king
Painfully aware of what destiny brings
Eternal as a warrior, mortal as a god
Marching towards conquest as the oracle sings.
Reign over empires, tears fallen cold
Unquenchable thirst for ambition bold
With no worlds left to make all your own
Liquid and melting as the oracle told."
A contest entry
- Liquid and melting.... by Mr. Grey.
1500 points, ended June 13, 7 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
first impression?
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The antidote queen!!!
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I too love the last two stanzas, a real clincher. It did tell a wonderful story. Starting with the first lines pre-infant, and ending with the near end. Great Job and thanks for entering.
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^_^ THANK YOU!
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This si so epic, Beverly. A grand story for all to read and be told!
I wish you all the best in the contest, hon. Hugs and !
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Thank you so much! I will take epic! Sorry I haven't been on much...been with a foreign student at my college hanging out. ^_^ She's from Viet nam.
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A wonderful story you've told here, love the last stanza and last line!! Well done poet.
All the best to you in the contest
Ken
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Thank you! ^_^
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