Kingdom of Love
War Between Me And The Queen Of Love
This poetry describes how i fight the queen of love, and she snatches all my hatred and throws it away, leaving me with a mere lovely heart.
The knell was tolled;
Men, like beasts; muscular;
Thwacking and beating the drums;
A battle led by the queen of love;
I was doomed; as I was the opposition;
Her army was great;
Spears; arrows; swordsmen upon gallant horses;
She assailed with the pincer plan;
We lost the battle;
Or; for us; battle never started;
They captured me; the culprit;
“Queen welcomes you in her castle”; they said;
I knew welcome hymns are death songs there;
Castle was built tall; depicting the reach of love; sky high;
Wide it was; as love accepts all with wide hands;
I stood guilty in front of her throne;
The royal throne mended with flowers;
Aroma of fresh damask roses conquered the castle;
I saw a garland of daisies and lilies upon her;
This scent; to me; was from the flowers on my shroud;
She ordered; “come closer”!
Her voice; seemed a reckless foot crushing the flowery aura;
She took a dagger in her hand; sleek; sharp;
I started with my penultimate prayers;
And I moved ahead with heavy steps;
She pierced the dagger; inside my chest;
I felt my bones breaking; making a creaking sound;
The steel swam in my blood; to reach the shore; my heart;
She sadistically; found a part in my heart;
The part of hatred it was; which she chopped off from it;
“Hail love; fail hate”! She cried in exult!
Her castle; bustled with the slogan;
The slogan; for the kingdom of love;
I stood there in agony; writhing;
As she; threw my hatred; and fed the devils.
I lost everything; leftovers are; a queen to serve;
And some pieces of love.
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