- Non-Erotic Poetry
- Andromeda's Lament
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Click hereWhere is my brave warrior, I need him so,
For my greatest fear shall come tomorrow,
When the sun cuts through the thick dark of night
I shall see only shadows… not bright light.
It is past midnight, no savior is near,
As morning approaches, hope disappears,
My plea to the gods has been unanswered,
What sin have I, to be so dishonored?
The sky is lighter and soon they will come
Leading me, chained, to the beat of death's drum.
I must surrender to the mountain's hate,
I bow to the cruel wishes of fate.
But know you this, o gods, who are envious
You bear the guilt… and death is my witness.
- COMMENTS
RiverMayaover 3 years agoAuthorThank you all! I only wish I could "like" all your lovely comments. <3
29wordsforsnowover 3 years agoThe flickering candle of hope that slowly dies in the morning light, betrayed by those above humans in their ways as well but no path leading to their domain, deaf to those below. The glass ceiling transparent but impervious.
Your poem like a parable of ageless, eternal truth.
Thanks for this heartbreaking moment of greek mythology. And yet Perseus will come...
