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Briar, briar, twisted tight
remember well that fateful night,
spell of death turned into hope -
you briars were the cunning rope
that guarded all the waiting days
until he could penetrate your maze.
Eldritch magic, both dark and fair
are twined into her raven hair -
a vow of death was wrought and spun
but twisted in the rising sun
to turn the dark into days of light,
briar, briar, twisted tight.
Look where she lies, asleep alone,
while father slumbers on his throne,
and scullery maids sleep on their brooms
and spiders dream while at their looms,
but you, the briars, guarding all,
give way at last to true love's call.
You will not stop him this fair night,
briar, briar, twisted tight -
as his lips touch hers, the spell is done
your thorns will vanish in the sun,
and when the castle wakes from its rest,
your leaves will adorn her wedding dress.
remember well that fateful night,
spell of death turned into hope -
you briars were the cunning rope
that guarded all the waiting days
until he could penetrate your maze.
Eldritch magic, both dark and fair
are twined into her raven hair -
a vow of death was wrought and spun
but twisted in the rising sun
to turn the dark into days of light,
briar, briar, twisted tight.
Look where she lies, asleep alone,
while father slumbers on his throne,
and scullery maids sleep on their brooms
and spiders dream while at their looms,
but you, the briars, guarding all,
give way at last to true love's call.
You will not stop him this fair night,
briar, briar, twisted tight -
as his lips touch hers, the spell is done
your thorns will vanish in the sun,
and when the castle wakes from its rest,
your leaves will adorn her wedding dress.
Literature
Your Voice
I owe my hope
To your voice.
Full of light
And angelic flow.
You sang of
Angels
Of devils
And love.
You strummed
Your guitar
To the soul
Of your voice.
You touched the
Piano
Giving it blood
And life.
You brought
Me to a higher
Place than
I've ever been.
You made my
Smile
More natural.
More at ease.
Now you
Bring me to
My death
My world turned upside down.
I hold
Tight onto my
Cell phone.
Wanting you to call.
I stay there still
Not moving.
Everyone is worried
They tell me to give up.
I wish that
You'll call.
I wish that
You're safe.
But even I
Know that wishes
Don't come true.
You won't be back.
Neve
Literature
Subtleties
he tasted of December, voracious love with
a pinch of sweet, sweet
tragedy
shimmer, dear,
where's your shimmer.
did you lose it when you lost your way?
she tasted of the night and pear blossoms and miracles
and kept her strength in a drawstring bag
looped at her hip
premade perfection isn't for those who wander or those who wonder
you can't have my forever
and I don't want
yours.
Literature
Masked
You've been hiding your thoughts;
You've been hiding your actions.
Closed in your own world;
Creating a perfect image.
Your feelings can't be heard,
Your wishes can't come true.
The ambition is gone,
The faith is gone.
Nobody believes what you're saying now.
It's all masked.
It's all been left behind,
In an unmasked time- back then.
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This is based, of course, on the end of the Sleeping Beauty story. It's a revision and expansion of an old poem of mine called "End of the Quest," my second deviation posted here [link]
I think it's the better version. But I'll decide that later.
I think it's the better version. But I'll decide that later.
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I agree with =GwenavhyeurAnastasia. I was personally thinking of making 'until' > 'till' too.