The paragon prince palavered on grandly
galling galore the appalled and opposed,
speaking of spoils and sputtering madly
with whomever, whenever and however he chose
Forever accusing and pointing vile finger,
at a fickle, foul fate he imagined maligned,
hoping to heaven his rapture would bring him,
a goddess sublime.
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That heavenly Helen so hallowed and sacred,
who'd soften his heart and un-harden his soul,
who nightly deliriously dreaming would beckon,
with harbors of pearls and high heavens of gold,
understanding of eyes, limpid lips of compassion,
dissolving his sorrows dispersing his dirge,
with sonorous psalms that would promise redemption,
urge on surge.
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The prince pondered on with recalcitrant splendor,
while feeling foul-fated and forever forlorn,
withholding a heart sickly-stricken and tender,
from the stabbing of hate and the scouring of scorn,
from the blatant, blunt bludgeons of utter uncaring,
delivered with daring and dastardly will,
from malevolent maidens of demanding and daring,
seeking thrill.
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Oh, the wenches who watched were all wickedly willing,
at assuaging his rage and reassuring his calm,
but he proudly pronounced all their charms unfulfilling,
so he wallowed alone with his withering arms.
Thus the thrashes and lashes that his bare back was feeling,
cruel agonies crushing his crumbling sad soul,
all the blows upon blows bent on sending him reeling
were all his own.
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Buenos tardes Radrook,
I really love your writing. Every work I've read has been a whole new adventure. In this work, your sentences are chock full of adjectives. The first time I read it through, my brain was at a loss over how to comprehend it.
Your tale of a spoiled and putrid souled prince drew me in, your depth in description of his self imposed fate is quite intriguing. The last paragraph (of sorts) especially appealed to me. Maybe it's because of my current state of mind, but your description of his soul shattering despair over lack of fulfillment really some to me.
Keep writing as only you can,
Best of wishes,
Autopilot
Buenas tardes AutoPilot
Thank you for your encouraging words very much appreciated. The poem is based on this young person who kept complaining about how he couldn't find female companionship and all the time companionship was just an arm's-reach away if the would only proceed humbly. In short, all his trouble was self-generated.
You are an amazing poet! I love how the prince is meeting his punishment. However, you are only telling me that the prince was spoiled and mean. I want to know if he is cruel to his people, and is he hoping heaven would see he is "sorry" and bring him a beautiful woman to marry?
Other than that, keep on writing poems!
Thanks for reading, the compliment and the review. Yes, I only focused on this person's self-imposed solitude. The poem is an example of how we sometimes cut our own throat and blame everyone else or even fate for our problems. The later, when it's too late, we realize that we were to blame all along.