Majestic Perch

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic
This ia a little weird kind of poem..
It has a little story but really up to you to interpret..
Hope you all like it.

Submitted: January 05, 2012

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She sits upon her majestic perch, regally
A lovely piece with no value, really.

Lips pursed and formal, unsmiling
Her face a mask, unmoving
Her eyes, big and dark. lay unshining
Frosted, unfeeling.

How can you speak your desire?
When your own voice you can't find?
How can you break free from the cold
That grips your heart and owns your soul?

His golden eyes, warm like the sun
Searched her face so round
He smiled and thought
He liked what he found.
(But what?  She couldn't fathom).

His shining smile hurt her eyes
As it pierced through her soul
Her barriers so mighty and high
And tall like the China's wall.
(And hard and tough, and cold and rough).

Could a scar hurt more when wounded again?
Would the heart recognize what it needs,
when the eyes are too blind to see?
It's in front of her but fails to see.
(Her closed heart closed her vision).

She sits upon her majestic perch, regally
A lovely piece with no value, really.


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