2nd place in Contest 27 of Weekly Poetry Contest by
Genre -Fantasy
A few somber centuries ago,
There lived a mystically malicious Queen,
A figurine of passionate power in the Enchanted-Land,
And worshipers of her breathtaking beauty umpteen,
Her one look so immensely intense,
Captured were a million vulnerable minds,
One stroke of her seemingly fragile finger,
Changed were the direction of the whispering winds,
She devoured on the silent demonic desires,
Of her feeble and frail followers,
Her strongest and wisest choice of weapon was,
The dripping lust of her sanctimonious soldiers,
Her insatiable hunger and her deathly desires,
Now bored her powerful personality,
her heart craved for the surprising serendipity,
perhaps someone to share her vicious vanity,
Then came the Proud Prince of the Pride-Land,
And presented the gravely graceful Queen a plan,
Told her of the strange sorcerer of the Dark-Lands,
His one cabalistic chant, on her feet would be the whole opposing clan,
Every knightly kingdom would be her domain,
Every wondrous weapon would be her possession,
All she had to do was sincerely sacrifice a portion of her power,
Her rakish rule, no one would dare to question,
As she gave a part of her palatial property,
The manipulative magician sucked away all that was strong,
Left her with the bitter sweetness of numbing nothingness,
Left her baffled and bruised, wondering where she went wrong,
The prince merely a treacherous trader,
A cannibal, feeding on deceitful deeds,
His strength was in his impeccably fascinating facade,
Robbing someone of their sovereignty was one of his natural needs,
As the queasy Queen lay alone,
In the rubble and ruins of what was once her home,
"There's no rule in the games of Satanic Sins,
Play able-mindedly alone or you'll lose your throne"
As words well-heeled with wisdom,
Echoed in her failed machiavellian mind, now bizarre,
She realized the truth of eternity of ecstatic empowerment ,
Is nothing but depiction of mad man's mirage.
-A/N
Heh, Double update.
I tried fantasy, idk how it sounds. Heh drop in some feedback.
THANKYOU TO THE MOST AMAZING @AMythfullSinner for helping me with this crap haha, I found a litter sister people! ❤️
Also I had an idea of writing a story, of genre still undecided, in the form of poetry. Would You read it?
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