Picture

There's a coffin here 

as the picture clears 

to see

to her majesty

i stand as mockery

of the wants and needs 

of the demand 

to be free

i am an obstacle

easily removed 

but in the same 

i am a stain 

forever on her name

there is man here 

axe in hand

ready to exit me from this land

the coffin opens more

the crowd adores

the picture clear 

evermore 

as my knees are placed 

to the floor

heaven opens from above 

my head dumped to a stump

stained in old blood

i can't see 

but hear my love 

crying for me

oh I see...

as she raises her voice

my queen

"off with his head"

warmth comes to a bloody red 

the stump is soaked again

the obstacle is removed 

all that remain 

is the pain

for in her heart is a wound 

that she must hide 

deep inside 

for what seem as endless time

that will only be released when she finally dies 

as she lays at nights hoping 

she will find me 

on the other side 

but for now i will wait 

hoping that fate 

will look upon me 

to be able to see her 

see me 

i dream this wish to be fact 

as the picture goes to black.

by the unknown sith

Reviews

[Akinlolu]

This is a highly disturbing account of a crime committed and brutal justice falling as an axe. Could it be that loving her is his crime? The allusion to the stains on her name seems to suggest a scandal that damage her reputation. Could it be that his escapade with her angered her esteemed family and ultimately resulted in his decapitation? It seems to me so unfair. The mood is dark but it all ends with a hope of reunion someday... on the other side.

[The Unknown Sith]

Thanks for the review.

[Linda Marie Van Tassell]

History's lips are stained red with lots of blood. Secrets hidden always find the light; and with that light, there are shadows. Those shadows spill from your pen. Well done!

[The Unknown Sith]

Thank you for taking the time to read it.