#prideandprejudice poems

lua Jan 2022

There's a feeling stronger than to loathe
Especially when your hand is intertwined with his
And he gazes upon the pearls in your hair
Your high brow, your blank stare
And maybe even the cut of your dress,
The lace it holds, the earring that sways as you dance
You know it, the way he looks at you
And if you will deny it, simply keep in mind
How he lets his fingers linger onto yours,
And despite the sharpness of your snark and wit
Maybe you'll catch yourself looking
His high brow, his blank stare
His eyes like pools of honey
And you'll know, there is a feeling stronger than to loathe.

a poem i made in 2019 that i found in my notes hehe

#pride #prejudice #prideandprejudice #romance #love

Carsyn Smith Feb 2015

Suffocated

Suffocated by a web of a world that does not understand:
Words in my throat, caught like little flies struggling against the weave,
Emotions suppressed deep, encased in the widow's cocoon --
I am silenced, hidden under the surface.

Like a star, hope trickles down soft as a weak creak stream.
Light but dull, a beacon in an entire world of darkness;
Little ones walking will be the ones to watch it grow strong,
But I, a little fly, will die waiting for a light that is not for me.

This web is a cold and lonely prison,
I pray that, in this blackness, I am not alone
As I wait for more hearts to light the spark
That might burn away this web of a cage.

Shh… don't tell anyone but I wrote this for my friend's research paper. It's about Pride and Prejudice and the feminism undertones Jane Austen uses when writing. <3

#love #lonely #feminism #oppressed #prideandprejudice

Wíštfûł Wáñdêręr Jul 2014

Mr. Darcy and Elizabeth Dance

We are the only ones in the room.*
Your eyes seep into me like honey dripping from a beehive.
We pass by each other and your fiery gaze draws me *closer.
I take in a sharp breath, forgetting the commotion around us.
Nobody else is in the ballroom.
Just us until the music stops.

This poem is from the scene when Mr. Darcy and Elizabeth dance for the first time during the Bingsley ball in the movie Pride and Prejudice. This poem is from Elizabeth's perspective, full of internal passion and love. Everybody wants a love like Elizabeth's and Mr. Darcy's. <3

#love #life #dance #passion #joy #elizabeth #ball #prideandprejudice #mrdarcy

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