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Mistaken Princess
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Do I wear a sign?
Fallen flat on phony rhymes
from your brain you're prying.
Up and down this torrid ride
In the spit we slip and slide.
I'll grab you by your wounded pride
So much for backwards bump and grind.
High atop this gilded throne
sits your little princess
Yet she's feeling all alone
Yet you're the one at times pretentious.
A princess? HA! who am I kidding?
It's probably funny from where you're sitting.
More an imp with hope to lose
Mischievious when she's feeling used.
It's not alright... will never be.
We screwed up rather badly.
There's your scraps way over there
here's my junk in front of me.
Drench and drip your brilliance
like a sugared, sweet molasses.
A one track mind will turn and flip
When flavored with hints of sarcasm.
Note: a reflection and diss on myself a bit.
Do I wear a sign?
Fallen flat on phony rhymes
from your brain you're prying.
Up and down this torrid ride
In the spit we slip and slide.
I'll grab you by your wounded pride
So much for backwards bump and grind.
High atop this gilded throne
sits your little princess
Yet she's feeling all alone
Yet you're the one at times pretentious.
A princess? HA! who am I kidding?
It's probably funny from where you're sitting.
More an imp with hope to lose
Mischievious when she's feeling used.
It's not alright... will never be.
We screwed up rather badly.
There's your scraps way over there
here's my junk in front of me.
Drench and drip your brilliance
like a sugared, sweet molasses.
A one track mind will turn and flip
When flavored with hints of sarcasm.
Note: a reflection and diss on myself a bit.
Published 5th Jun 2012
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Anonymous
5th Jun 2012 1:17pm
That image goes so well with the poem. The poor Princess sitting with a frog next to her and crying. So you kissed ANOTHER frog...who DID NOT?
You wrote a wonderful poem...but beating up on yourself....even if poetically is not good....the poem is well written.....
You wrote a wonderful poem...but beating up on yourself....even if poetically is not good....the poem is well written.....
5th Jun 2012 2:55pm
'With a heart full of sky, your eyes full of moon, I left you dying, I heard you cry,
Just a fool to myself, there could be nobody else, I was lying to even think I could survive without our love, I can't deny it.
There's a point in your life, you got to reach and when you do, you know it, and now I'm here,
If I held out my heart and offered my hand would you take it, if I showed you the stars would you follow,
Let me show you the way, to the end of our days, will you follow me to the thirteenth star'
(Copyright - D.W.Dick 2007)
Walk with Thunder Princess, Fly with Peace.
Just a fool to myself, there could be nobody else, I was lying to even think I could survive without our love, I can't deny it.
There's a point in your life, you got to reach and when you do, you know it, and now I'm here,
If I held out my heart and offered my hand would you take it, if I showed you the stars would you follow,
Let me show you the way, to the end of our days, will you follow me to the thirteenth star'
(Copyright - D.W.Dick 2007)
Walk with Thunder Princess, Fly with Peace.
