Falling Down Based on The White Bride and the Black One
God: I challenged the people of a land,
Begged them to take my hand.
Some I found,
But to Hell others were bound.
Witch: I've been cursed to be as ugly as sin
Because He knew where by mind had been.
It appears that the queen has perished, what a pity.
Maybe we'll have luck, if I can be witty.
King: My elegant wife has died!
So the woman in the portrait I'll make my bride.
She, who I met, must have a guise,
For I've been entangled in the blackest of lies.
Step Sister: All my dreams came true
Despite my skin's nightly hue.
Wanted am I not by the king,
But around my finger, slipped he a ring.
White Woman: By God, I've been blessed.
Fair as the sun, my skin was dressed.
In the water, I shall drown,
When I stop falling down.
Rosales Kordesii
YOU ARE READING
A Withered Rose: Rosales Kordesii's Poetry Book
PoetryAn old poetry collection I wrote in high school under the alias of one of my characters Rosales Kordesii. Most of the poems are based on characters and stuff that happens in the main story. Since I've moved on, I will not be dding to this collection...
