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Gilly Sama Aug 2016
Reality is drifting away as I think about you in a daydream.
Fantasies in my head are telling me how we were meant to be.
Caught up in a nightmare of the distances of our heartbeats,
In every second it utters the anthem of our love.

"You once lived in a castle don't you?" She asked him.

He looked at her in confusion.

*"I was that Cinderella whom you met in a party of swirling people and you were that prince who came, the one who I let slipped away and the one who searched the world to bring me back."
Thoughts at 5pm in an airport
emme wuthrich Jul 2016
there was a house by a mighty river, big, strange and old, and it was very quiet.
grass enveloped the floor, cushioning the feet of the daughter who lived there.
the daughter saw the sky through holes in the roof, but she never caused a riot.
the daughter was soft and silent, and with locks of wheat, she was uncommonly fair.
her eyes were green like the forest and her skin was as gold as the sun.
there was no one for her but herself, yet the daughter learnt and grew.
no parents had she, and so along the banks of the mighty river she would run
and one day she met a man along the banks, and she thought him brave and fair and true.
"a maid of sixteen I have seen," the man who was yet a prince proclaimed.
but he could never find that big old house, and defeated, he proclaimed her shrew.
and yet the truth was that she simply wished to remain unnamed.
Rebel Heart Jul 2016
In this world where music fills the sky

Clouds are gathering like a lullaby

It’s raining purple rain

Purple rain

Singing our prince to sleep

Lying in a bed of roses

Silently on his cheek

The last words which flew from his lips

Floating on the wind of change

With one shake of his hips

It rains purple rain

up he goes

Into the sky he goes

The sky which is filled with doves

And when these doves cry

It is sure to rain

Purple rain
poem I wrote to honour prince
Fumi Himawari Jul 2016
We don't step on the same ground.
We are miles apart, yet we breathe the same air and gaze at the same sky.
Meeting you might be a miracle or a chance.

You are a virtual knight.
A prince charming I thought of just like in fairy tales.
I woke up everymorning seeing bees,
Butterflies and birds like if it is other magical kingdom or harmony kingdom inside the universe however princes
and princesses are to be crown as King
and Queen of the magical and harmony kingdom.

Wondering what will happen to the
other kingdom?
Will it be destroyed?
How can the king and the queen get its
army to stop what is happening?

Life is like the thousand stars in the sky saying that a thousand things will
happen in Life but don't worry there is
always an attitude inside you that we are keeping from getting from bottom to the top to reach what you earn today.

Life is everything that you see in life
like terrible things that will happen but
kick it from the top to the bottom.
Life is an today, tomorrow wherever u go, achieve an today life and tomorrow life.
Yusof Asnan Jun 2016
"The king has fallen"

A majestic castle,
A thousand arsenal,
For he just leaves it,
He leaves them all.

A mourning queen,
A king-to-be prince,
One betrothed princess,
One warrior princess,
One prince in the war front,
One prince in the castle fort,
And one prince in the study.
These are what left of the mighty king.

Tis not a story of war,
Tis not a story of romance,
But tis a story of a battle,
Of the mighty king himself,

The Phyton King,
Or so he was called,
Was no match with the Viper king,
And the Cobra king,
Kings that he called brothers,
Have poisoned him;
Slowly killing him.

His kingdom was never on the top,
But it was the most peacefull,
But his rival kings;
Were always trying to topple him.

They can full charge him from front,
Ambush him from the sides,
Sneak in from the back,
But he has never shaken.

For decades,
He stood strong,
He remain unscathed,
But years of defense has weaken him from inside,
He has only hold them in,
With no effort to call for aid.

And that was his killing,
Being silent,
And never fighting back.


-HIY
~ The king is my father, and I am the prince out in the front.
    I was not there when he fell.
    And I'll still not be there to take care of what's left
    But I will keep fighting, as the war has not end.
Lunar May 2016
She loved him as if she rode on a carousel
the enchantment, the dream, the fleeting reality
of him sitting a distance from her.
No matter how much they moved,
she didn't know how to reach him
or to catch up with him.
Because once the ride ends
she has to grow up and leave,
stepping out into a world
where she's no longer the princess
and he's no longer her prince.
...
To have loved you and have left,
I will never be sure if the time will come
for me to love you again.
But I know the magic will be there
every time "I see you in the night sky
and hear your laughter in the stars"--
that I will always remember.
You don't have to be in front of me
and I don't have to see you
for us to know I love you.
Because "it is with the heart that is essential
but is invisible to the eye".
...
I love you, my prince.
And no matter how many moons are out there,
you're the first I have ventured to and admired from afar:
that make's you my moon.
i was remembering how it felt to ride the carousel while i thought of "the little prince" movie scenes playing in my head, here is my new write. quoted are from Antoine de Saint-Exupéry, The Little Prince. The sun is about to set, and I can see the moon.

Wjh, this is for you again. Sometimes my writings don't say much or don't make sense but please know I love you in every and any way.
Maple Mathers May 2016
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The only reason
you still care
is because
**I don't.
No apologies
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