Wednesday, January 21, 2015

A love story

He woed
she shied
love blossomed
they got united
a bed of roses all the way
then it was thorns
daily bickerings and rantings
too many dark secrets to be told
boy panicked
girl adamant
next morn
girl lay on bed
with injury marks
and poison in body
sleeping peacefully
a sleep from which the sleeping beauty
could ever be awakened by any prince

1 comment:

Entrepreneurial Goddess said...

Hello there.
This is so sad. Hope it's not true for someone! Thanks for sharing though. I'm just stopping by briefly before the next A-Z Challenge begins. Visiting from the 2014 A-Z Road Trip.

Entrepreneurial Goddess