Tag: Prince

Pretty P

Sat upon the ivory throne
crowned Princess
bored with life
bored with waiting…..
waiting……
waiting…..
for her damn Prince to come.
Who decided Princesses could only be pretty?
Who decided Princesses could not slay…..
demons
enemies
dragons alike?
Who decided Princesses were…..
fragile
porcelain like
empty headed
dolls?
but never given weight
credence 
that they were just as good
if not better 
than those wimpy ass Princes?
Princes who get…..
lost
turned around
frightened of their own shadows?
Striding through the crowd
hair streaming
silver gleams the armour
encasing her form
as she enters the battle royale
for this Prince’s hand.
Jousting.
Archery.
Sword play.
Wrestling.
All points to be proven
that one is worth
the consideration of this Prince.
Rather idiotic in thought
isn’t it?
Flowing from her ivory tower
life is meant to be lived
no one needs to save this Princess
for she is all she needs…….
 
Feb. 4/19

Perfect Man

He seemed to be the perfect man
holding doors
ordering wine with care
dinners out in high end places
a life she could never afford.
She ignored the warnings
the tides
the signs
believing that her prince had come
while her friends watched in fear.
Becoming lost in him
losing her way
her soul
her very being
until she was no more.
Sucked dry
withered
sered
eroding away
her life force.
Beside her
carefree
restored to youth
a man who only takes
never giving in return.
Oct. 6/18
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