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Xanadu (Angellynn's SURPRISE ME challenge)

Poetry By: Baz
Fantasy



This is a poem written for Angellynn's SURPRISE ME challenge. The brief was

- the main character had to be female and called Xanadu
- the story's genre was fantasy
- I had to use the phrase "I couldn't believe he turned me down" somewhere in the piece.

Angellynn, this was hard. Really hard. I just about managed it, though not very well I fear. In my defense, fantasy is not my forte.

Anyway, enjoy it for what it is. Thanks for reading.

(And pardon the slight adjustment to the required line. I had to change it a little to fit the meter of the poem.)


Submitted:May 26, 2009    Reads: 102    Comments: 9    Likes: 1   


In time long past, in far off place,
Lived ruler queen, a child of grace.


Her beauty fair, her mercy known.
Her heart's despair, she all alone.


This fairy queen of Kathmandu.
This demi-god. This Xanadu.

---

Come one day, an evil horde.
With pointed spear, and sharpened sword.


With blackened heart, and vacant soul.
To kill the queen, their mortal goal.


Her armies fight, her subjects keen.
They give a life, to save a queen.


Their numbers poor, their foe is strong.
They can't resist the evil throng.

---

But in one day, a hero ride.
A golden army by his side.


With just one goal, their mission to
Protect the life of Xanadu.


For forty day, for forty night,
Intruders felled, by nobel knight.


The metal clash, the blood is spilled.
The evil beaten, devils killed.


The darkness gone, the morning sun.
The battle over, the war is won.

--

Queen Xanadu, the hero call.
He quick approach the palace hall.


She ask of him to wear her ring.
But he declines to be her king.


He cannot stay, he soon depart.
Another beauty owns his heart.


Her inner rage, her angry frown.
"I can't believe he turn me down!!"


She quick approach, unsheath her knife.
The hero falls, she take his life.

---

She silent sit upon her throne,
To ever stay, herself alone.


Her hero gone, her broken dream.
Her outer calm, her inner scream.


This fairy queen of Kathmandu.


This demi-god.


This Xanadu.





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