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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Fantasy  |  House: Booksie Classic

Some things are brought about by fate while others just aren't meant to be.


Two different words;

one that’s blue,

one that’s red,

I see that you’re there and my feelings aren't fed,

I push and I pull

but no dent, there’s no doubt,

I’ll get to you there,

I’m sure, friend,



I see you through this portal of mine,

a blue little human, a girl of the Thrine,

a mystical goddess

with spies intertwined,

even though we’re apart,

we share these blue eyes.


We still see in our worlds

but we see in the other,

our friends, our landscape,

our sisters, our brothers,

and although I don’t know him,

I feel like it’s fate,

I’m meant to walk through,

meant to open the gate.


A ritual, I see,

the candles in flame,

she’s trying to cheat

in this sick little game,

I wish I could warn her,

what goes bad, what to tweak,

but I can’t at the moment

I never will,

I can’t speak,

and now as I stand here

still fazed and so weak,

I realize I miss her

yet the future’s so bleak.


The wax is in place,

the symbols, the shrine,

I’m coming to your land,

this girl of the Thrine,

I’ll walk through the portal,

to finally be able,

I’ll make it okay,

I’ll be your archangel,

my dagger in hand

and my eyes of the cold

I’ll try hard to make it,

but I’m sorry,

I won’t.


A beast and a girl,

the red and the blue,

a gift that’s forbidden,

too good to be true,

her last dying wish

was hoping he knew,

her pulse stopped at once

from the cliff where she flew,

they wanted too much

and he couldn’t send through

that hope

from the heart,

I know I love you.

Submitted: October 04, 2015

© Copyright 2022 H. Adams. All rights reserved.

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B Douglas Slack

I love this, Hanorbi. I see it as an alliteration to the lives of two beings, not necessarily 'persons', who long to experience the others world, but cannot. Once an attempt was made, death quickly followed -- the price one pays for unquenched curiosity. Love endures, no matter what intervenes. ~Tom

Sun, October 4th, 2015 4:01pm


I've always been one to believe that love after death exists. Maybe being together after both members of a relationship have passed is better than being in one in the world of the living. We truly have no way of knowing! Thank you for the read, Tom, I appreciate it :)

Sun, October 4th, 2015 6:26pm

Jeff Bezaire

Incredible how this entire world centred around two figures sprouted from that picture. A terrific read, Hanorbi! You brought so much in only a few stanzas, telling a powerful tale of two beings' desires to taste the other's world; to explore what they see, but do not know, and the consequence of that curiosity.

Mon, October 5th, 2015 1:31am


My imagination goes places. I could go into even more depth about their world and the inhabitants, the social struggles, the fruit ninjas that hide in the palm trees of candy crush beach (yes, their world is full of mobile video game references), and hardships. Curiosity killed the cat, or in this case, two magical beings. Glad you enjoyed it!

Sun, October 4th, 2015 7:00pm

Jack Motley

It read so easy and beautifully, Hanorbi. Yet another credit to your long line of excellent poetry, seemingly about crossing over into each other's worlds.

Mon, October 5th, 2015 10:45pm


I'm ecstatic to hear that it was on par with my other work. Was a little worried about how little feedback I was receiving, but that concern has vanished. Thank you for stopping by, Jack!

Mon, October 5th, 2015 5:01pm


This is so cool. I love your poems where the colors represent characters. It's like dialogue without the quotations, and if you use them correctly (which you do!) there's this really moving and emotional effect. I dig the rhyming; makes me content in a way I can't describe, except the fact that it's deeply satisfying. Don't ever change that.

Tue, October 6th, 2015 12:09am


Oh, I won't. I doubt I'll ever change anything about my poems unless I wanna test a new style. I liked the flow that the colors and the rhyming gave it, like the perfect wave. Really nice and free. I love when poems do that so I try my best to replicate while still keeping true to my originality. Thank you for reading, Tangey!

Mon, October 5th, 2015 6:11pm

Mr Watson

You have a great talent for creating pieces out of artwork Hanorbi. Adding the coloured text, was also very creative. Nice poem. Fantasy at it's best. : )

Tue, October 6th, 2015 6:30pm


I've grown to love creating poetry from artwork. My mind just instantly turns the things in the pictures into characters with personalities that live in different worlds. Glad you enjoyed it, Mr. Watson!

Wed, October 7th, 2015 5:32pm


I've yet to look at your other writings so I can't say for certain yet but this is one of my favorite poems I've seen on this site, if not my favorite. Like the others mentioned, the font color representing the characters was brilliant and the words flowed beautifully. How you interpreted the art was also very intriguing. Thanks for the piece.

Sun, October 11th, 2015 6:04am


Woah, really? This is far from my best work and yet you consider it to be one of your favorites... I'm seriously honored. I didn't wanna go out and just say who was talking so I decided to use the colors. I've done that twice now, including this one. Glad you enjoyed, and no need to thank me; if anybody should be thanking anybody, I should be thanking you. I appreciate the read and comment :)

Sat, October 10th, 2015 11:39pm

Melancholic Wisdom

I must say I really enjoy the colors representing who is talking, really adds to the whole experience. This makes me think of two people who desperately want to experience each other but can't for some reason. Almost like a forbidden love type thing, at least that's what I think of. I like the rhyming and the flow you do, it's always very neat and clean (unlike most of the things I write XD...) Anyways, good job as always! :D

Tue, October 13th, 2015 3:57am


I keep it slick and fresh (well, i try to, i'm not cool in the slightest). Thank you as usual for taking an interest in my work, I really appreciate it!

Tue, October 13th, 2015 3:12pm

Evie Wake

when so much feeling is expressed in writing, it must be true. this poem is beautiful, and I dare someone to find a fault in it.

Tue, October 20th, 2015 2:49am


Many thanks, Evie! I appreciate all the comments.

Tue, October 20th, 2015 1:08pm

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