Monday, September 24, 2007

Once there was a girl with a big heart
So pure and innocent, where love abounded
Convictions so true, her manner was art
Given to temper, speedy to turn around

And it happened that this lass fell in love
He was not a hero, merely playing his role
Poured unto him, everything in her inner trove
They fluttered, they soared, two mynahs on a hyperbole

A vice unto him his confusion, about all
Time went awaiting, like a prisoner for the gallows
To beg for cognisance, a mynah slighted by his gall
Procrastinating seasons went by, her heart had become hollow

On the appointed day, the deed was done
A bond broken, life's promises at the tip of a gun
She limped away, his ignorance did stun
Closed her mind's eye, an end with no reconciliation

In dark moors did he wander, searching for his gem
He had it all along, her soul in his dreamcatcher
The tunnel grew dark, an angel did he condemn
Forth with the stake, his heart belonged to her

So began our actor's quest, unto her dark veil
For he was a hero now, and without her no return

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