Posted in Poem: English | Categories: Non-Erotic | Tags: minikepz
Remember the days, when you can't fall asleep.
You need nothing but brace, you had nothing to weep.
Their baffle-stilled eyes, sons of defeat.
They breathe through lies, their cloak of deceit.
She broke a thousand men, waged a hundred wars.
The grandeur of a queen, who ruled through her scars.
Endured the deepest wounds, braved the gravest sea.
What favor of the gods have I done, to take hold of thee?
I, a slave, they branded, thy fate has enthralled.
To make night into day, for past to be recalled.
With a worn and bloodied sheath, I knelt upon her.
Vowed to be... Read More