After the end, it began
The princess had one complain
Fairy tale is a mocking lie
The prince couldn't afford a sigh
No more of a fond glance
Only despair and silence
Some love did exist in her soul
She was lost in her own turmoils
He was not happy to pretend
No solace nor any delight
Spark was lost, the moment had fled
Bound together, anxious to be freed
Sidrah xx o(^-^)o
Thursday, August 5, 2010
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-sigh. Lovesick much?
*sighs* so it is true love is nothing but pain han !! :S
just have stopped believing in fairytales =]
Captures the feelings perfectly =)
But, but, please do still believe in fairytales. You come face to face with obstacles but you dont give up okay.
True love is bliss and magic.
Ps : Elf ^_^ can u make it rhyme somehow? this would be perfect then to sing. but it is perfect now still!
xx *hugs*
I do, I do! Just not a moment =) but I know magic exists! Am an elf myself *wink*
we will write a song together tomorrow *hug*
thanku <3
pretty practical, realistic poetry :)
No solace nor any delight!
Damn, why can't things be easier!
good things shud last a lifetime.. <3
beautiful poem...
truth in those words!
nyccc words.....
awwie thanku =) <3
Sidrahh... its a nice poem yaarr!!!! AWESUM!!! :)
Yay! ^^ u inspired!
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