Love Story

Love Story

A Poem by ManasaC

A story of love twisted to it’s core;

 

Hanged on to the edge of happiness

She dreamt of a light so bright,

That made her heart gleam.

Envisioned a life,

Where her chaos faded into oblivion.

For eons,

She waited for the prince of light,

She waited…she waited.

 

Environed in the decay of her soul,

She wondered about a life that didn’t matter

She breathed, yet never lived

She waited for the prince of light

A mirage always within reach.

She never wondered about the shadows

That crept around

Never once did she look at them.

Unknown to her,

A heart breathed for her.

Drenched in her despair and sorrows

He came to life.

She was his world,

The knight of darkness held her

Through those feeble breaths.

 

She wanted light

He wanted her.

Two sides of a coin they were

Light ruled her heart

While the darkness ruled her fate.

 

 

 

 


© 2017 ManasaC



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She wanted light
He wanted her.
Two sides of a coin they were
Light ruled her heart
While the darkness ruled her fate.

Guess the darkness always wants to take over the light within all of us :)


Posted 1 Week Ago


ManasaC

1 Week Ago

It is always a battle.
A wonderful tale of love in the poetry.
"She wanted light
He wanted her.
Two sides of a coin they were
Light ruled her heart
While the darkness ruled her fate."
I loved the above lines. Two sides of coins do touch. Unknowingly. Thank you my friend for sharing the amazing poetry.
Coyote



Posted 1 Month Ago


ManasaC

1 Month Ago

Thank you so much!!!
Coyote Poetry

4 Weeks Ago

You are welcome my friend.
This is just Stunning! I love your choice of words. This paints a wonderful picture. There are those who live in the dark in a way to protect themselves from the light. They may have been burned by it before. The light has a way of calling to the dark. Love is strange but wonderful no matter how long it may last. I have spend time in both the light and darkness. I prefer the dark... It does not hurt as bad as the light. We seek what you think we want where we think we will find it when sometimes if you stop looking and wait you will find it. You have done a wonderful job. Keep writing like this.... Yours Truly A Mad Lord

Posted 1 Month Ago


ManasaC

1 Month Ago

Thank you so much!!!!!!
lordofmadmen

1 Month Ago

Its my pleasure...

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