A Thousandfold...
"Titania"
Drawn in toned paper and Edited for contrast and highlights
Drawn in toned paper and Edited for contrast and highlights
This she whispered genuinely and kind,
Beautiful phrase yet learned in a burning run.
"You and I could have been Us and We",
She fell for his words, his gestures too,
Never-ending fairytale that sounds so true,
But in this, he made her believe,
That in happily ever after a "We" could live.
The idea of him seems so vivid and clear,
Yet, when she woke up, he was nowhere near,
Initially, she was at ease,
For the path to her can easily be found,
Never anxious for "You and I" are said to be bound.
When the waiting seems like a counting game,
Decades have passed,
Yet his shadow continued to be non-existent,
She lingers at the recollections of him,
In denial that she was played,
Not an ounce of truth was even displayed,
Never believing that she is the tragic heroine,
Aware of the beginning and the losing end,
Yet she still dared.
That her body was never left intact-
Around her neck ulterior motives were tied,
Bound her heart using a rope of flowers that died,
Shackled her with his untrue kindness,
Muzzled by his forged calmness,
Sabotage her eyes, only to see his facade,
Stabbed repeatedly by those promises built in fraud,
And in wilderness, her body was discarded with insincerity.
No need for conviction for he was truly guilty
For she never took those gazes away,
Committed right before her eyes,
Only that these were blinded by his lies.
She continuously holds them like flowers in vain,
Convincing herself that they were red Daisies,
Rejecting the truth of being poisoned Poppies,
The sadness lies in her,
She knew the difference,
For it was her own garden.
"For you a thousandfold of pardoned red daisies in an endless meadow, I will hold. This I will keep in bloom and in sorrow".
May be you have had ulterior motives writing that...? ;-)))
🤣 No, respectfully. I literally laughed.