Psycho Poetry

Magical Unicorn

Magical Unicorn

We dreamt and so it became truth,

An imaginary myth as it should be,

The uniquely lovely unicorn's real,

Shifting fantasy through our reality.

The reclusive saint's especially shy,

Our eager inquisitiveness is drawn,

We unravel a mystical secret world,

Folklore questing their haloed neon.

Somewhere time had created them,

In great wonderment we were awed,

Insisting they have magical powers,

Rewarding any around their facade.

The sly traveller wondering by you,

Conjured from your dreaming-state,

A unicorn resists persuasion easily,

The detailed stellar legends dictate.

If you're lucky to receive a glimpse,

Gaze skyward for untainted wishes,

It is blessing you everlasting wealth,

If you act before your spell vanishes.

Their wise instincts can't be tamed,

They glimmer the universe as stars,

Magically wield their spiralling horn,

Ruling as mystifying agile centaurs.

Only a virgin could persuade them,

Become willing ensnared creatures,

Lowering their head on the ground,

Uncovering their mythical features.

If they allowed you to watch intently,

Energizing the super magical beam,

They bear a friendly apparent trust,

Shown in a golden illustrious sheen.

Stunningly is their downy white fur,

Bright as a sun scorching us above,

Their admirable lengthy silky mane,

Envisioned profoundly in pure love.

Prancing in earth's forested stands,

Feasting off luscious thick grasses,

Let your imagination go and notice,

Discovering their irresistible facets. 

View streaking celestial meteor ash,

For our heaven has sprinkled drops,

Another unicorn's omen has birthed,

Proudly trotting high on our hilltops.

You have seen the unicorn's magic,

Understand its ghostly distant light,

Staging their sprightly energy clout,

Focuses a myriad of riches in sight.

The magic you are swiftly acquiring,

They are offering your heart sincere,

Ask them to droop their horn arcing,

For that glorious treasure to appear.

If you have heard the forest neighs,

Where horses usually shouldn't be,

Maybe there were unicorns playing,

Leave some sugar for the star-fairy.

You will forever ponder enchanted,

Captivated by the very loving allure,

The unicorn will have captured you,

Fond for its noble spirited grandeur.

Significant to notch into your heart,

The talisman insured you this place,

Where unicorns always lurk nearby,

With their most beautiful white face.

April-12-2013 by Quilled_Penman©Glen King