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by Startle Me May 22, 2007
Sadness, depression /
Princess walking down the isle,
Inherited queen's beauty's galore.
More elegance than Cinderella,
Prettier than the dress she wore.
While smiles are great, picture perfect
Evil thoughts run throughout her mind.
Princess of stature and beauty, a waste
For her whole sexuality is not aligned.
How to tell the queen she is not interested
Of all the many suitors that are bestowed
The dreams of motherhood are dispersed,
Is the princess following the wrong road?
Fantasies she has created in her head,
Of women servants doing ugly deeds
She has stopped before, never will again,
For it will help her sexually confused needs.
For now she will walk down the isle,
As other women's jealousies ascend.
She will doubt herself and the others,
Knowing her feelings will never end.
Wow. A flawless poem, very strong and something I can very much so relate to myself, being gay. Oh, this poem is absolutely wonderful. It shall definitely earn a spot on my fav's.
That's all I have to say.
by The WriTer
Reading ur poems makes me inspired and made me search my mind into new areas i never thought possible to write bout. ur doing great, and keep it up.
The flow of words was very good take care
by Tara Kay
Excellent poem, i really liked this one, its was really good. well done
keep it up
by Karl Wild GG23
Once again you've written a poem on such a unique topic. The flow was good and the choice of words once again suited the poem perfectly. Excellent job 5/5
by Hannah Lizette