Behind the shadow of palace,
Lost remnants of youth
In oceans of splendour
And adorned with grandeur
There she sits,
High above the peasants
Watching a poor woman,
Kiss her husband to be
Hiding under her modest veil
A failed attempt to hide her rosy cheeks
The man who caused them,
Admiring his creation
The unspoken love
Between those two
Unknown to her heart
Spoke in a language she couldn't understand
As she lay,
On her silk sheets that day
Her choice of grandeur, in her prime
Was it really the grandeur of the heart?
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Prophecy [poetry]
Poetry❝ I'm a sinner whose only sin was to have loved too hard ❞ A prophecy of every soul that'd ever been caught in the whims of love and lust. One-liners and poetry.
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