Friday, November 9, 2018

A Tale: Poetry

   
     A Tale

          Was it all a facade?
          He was jovial and carefree,
          Innocent and open minded.

          He never lied,
          But he never conveyed the whole truth,
          Or ever opened up fully.

          Maybe he was cunning,
          Locked up in the cage of two hearts,
          One pleases his body and the other his heart.

           He felt hopeless,
           Losing one to keep another,
           Hurting one to please another.

           But it's all a tale,
           A tale of a king,
           With his soul mate and his queen...

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