pulchra_poetica

  Impressionist eyes And in those eyes All bursting with emotion the u nimaginable palette In those impressionist eyes I saw a million broken dreams Awaiting speculation Set in stone Those eternal dreams Pronounced the wishes of the soul Bright like electrum Bright like electrum in a broken sky Whose silver stars - taken down Gleamed underneath the weight of the horizon A seldom meteor Like a graying silhouette Tore through the stillness And a ray of light Penetrated the fog Illuminating those shattered wishes Those there unfulfilled desires And in those eyes Those impressionist eyes I glimpsed again A million dreams A lifetime's worth Awaiting fruitition In the eyes of the beholder And in the name of the beauty that prevailed. ~Ananyaa Joshi

 Thy kingdom Drat! Said the king Square faced and broad shouldered Frowning upon his gilded throne What hath become of respect? And of loyalty to the king? Oh sire! Cried the courtier cowering The kingdom shuddered when the king roared But what of thy promise to thy people? What of the priest's holy proclamation The palace shuddered And lightning struck! What of thy land's reverence And dignity of thy empire The storm raged And the fear rose And lo! Thunderous was the king's face His wrath driving his very life force His blood simmering and mask shattering 'let this imbecile be put to death!' Roared the king No minstrel shall recite his praises And so the guards siezed ahold of him And dragged him out of the throne room He spat on the king And laughed mirthlessly Perplexed, the king started- The man beheld him with a gaze of loathing 'And so fell the angel The idol in thy temple Falling from grace Enthused with pride And ensuing bl...