The Castle of the Phantom Queen - Pt 3
10 years have passed, since the bloody cold warThe Phantom princess now, grown a queen
With beauty as pleasant as could be
A queen with such skills, never was seen
Experienced the lows, and highs alike
Like all do, in their life time
But couldn't forget the war she fought
Which, grievous nightmares, brought
Gave it a thought with brain, now mature
If her father had her lured
In doing something unethical and wrong
Did father's sword, on mother, didn't belong?
Called for servants to get her few
Old records and data from the past
Information which, little she knew
Satisfied the question, which her mind did ask
Filled with gloom and utter despair
With a strong touch of vengeance
Spill the blood of the one who betrayed
The only way to ease her grievance
Poetry by Jalaj Soni
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Written on 2012-05-23 at 14:56
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