I look unto myself
In my magical mirror
Beside the shelf
In this house full of creepy adventures.
'Mirror, Mirror'
How I wish he would answer.
'Am I an achiever?'
As I wait, it makes me a bit better.
'Mirror, Mirror'
He just stared and listened.
'Who will be my King Arthur?'
It seems that he has been awakened.
'My queen, it is my pleasure
To answer your queries."
'A man from afar will be your admirer.'
'A man who'll wipe away your agonies."
'Yes, my queen, you are an achiever.'
'A perfect wife of a King Arthur.'
Oh, how I wish it would come true
By that time I wouldn't feel blue.
ESTÁS LEYENDO
words we wished to say
PoesíaAll she had was a piece of paper and a pen with almost no ink. She poured her heart out while tears stream down her face as she made these poems, these words she wished to say. Writing what she's feeling never fails to provide solace to her heart w...
