Friday, June 22, 2012

Hold You Prisoner I



There was something mystical about her.
So Magical.
Her aura was so pure.
So pleasing to touch.
She was mine.
My lady in shining armour.
She slayed the demons and dragons that haunted me.
She slayed them even in my nightmares.
She was the one who turned my nightmares
Into Dreams.
I never wanted to let her go.
Her mysticism. Her magic.
She was the enchantress.
And I, I was enchanted.
I will never let her go
And so,
I started building a cage.
A cage around her.
A cage to ground her.
A cage of gold
And diamonds.
Glued together by
Seeds of self-doubt 
That I painstakingly planted 
In her mind.

5 comments:

Amropali said...

Awe-freaking-sondary.

Yes. I had to coin a new term.

I am in love with the ending.

Gave me goosebumps.

Monica said...

:)
So relate-able.
"The seeds of self-doubt"

Wish it was longer though...you want to extend a few more paras?

$unshine of the Moon said...

Thank you :)

Mon - If I touch it, I'll ruin it. This is all I have got.

Monica said...

You can't ruin something you have written so well.
Write a part II!

Vartika said...

I Love It!
And you have touched something different so I Love It Even More!