A Scared Fairy Poem by Xelam Kan™

A Scared Fairy

Rating: 4.3


Sweet and melodious as Homeric rhymes,
But had a life of tragedy prime.
Faraway from vanity
She was as sacred as Trinity.

In a harsh countryside
from a barbaric tribe;
She was like a wild rose
Deprived from her repose.

What ail thee O! Fairy Queen?
Such woes and sorrow I had never seen.
Upon my plaintive query
At once her face got scary.

'Since got conscious
Immersed into this life noxious
Never had a second of sweet willing,
Always been threatened of honor-killing.'

'Neither joy nor certitude, I had
but been blessed often with fortune bad'.
In sobs and sigh-many a time
She had versed her past in melancholy rhymes.

Alone and distant as a polar star,
Helpless was I to wage a war,
And her wild wide scary eyes,
Made my dreams full of cries.

Friday, November 16, 2012
Topic(s) of this poem: fairy
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Bright Morn 16 November 2012

Great write Gulsher. I liked the similes used. The subject you wrote is apealing, what a flow, lovely rhyme. Thanks for sharing.

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S.zaynab Kamoonpuri 17 November 2012

Ah a fantastic poem but d poignant effect makes one sad. Sir pls do read my poems too.

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Ellias Anderson Jr. 17 November 2012

great words and brilliant ideas. i enjoy this fragrant work. well done

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Jahan Zeb 17 November 2012

Here I am to complete it LOL Superbbbbb Gulsher. You really have amazing ability to create poems that feel like the tiny raindrops of the rain in summer, keeps fresh and alive. The rhythm is amazing and the flow is like the flow of the cold fresh stream down the mountain peaks of Kalam Fabulous. The similes and metaphors are of high literary standards. Touching Alone and distant as polar star

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With the lingering element of the supernatural of an an all pervasive eerie backdrop, this poem reminded me of the the quality of the major works of poets like Coleridge in fact. I appreciate you for regenerating this rare poetic canvas on which you have drawn a picture of alluring fairy whom I prefer to view with more interest and less dread.

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Bri Edwards 27 June 2014

my favorite lines, so far: Upon my plaintive query At once her face got scary. and these: And her wild wide scary eyes, Made my dreams full of cries. ...............nice wide/wide! eyes/cries also are appreciated. hey john, i just noticed an old comment, below, by me. and i see you did make changes since last time! AND i see that i still liked 'those' lines i mentioned almost one year ago.. thanks, again, for sharing. :) bri

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Yash Shinde 02 May 2014

A great imaginative write......... A lovely tale of love, beauty, innocence and barbarism................ Though poem doesn't embody hope, yet it flows beautifully........... Some beautiful lines in there/....

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Bri Edwards 11 July 2013

. Far way form vanity...far way (faraway?) FROM? vanity...am i correct, G.j.? 'Since had conscious...i don't understand why the apostrophe is in front of 'Since.........and do you mean consciousness (since birth) ? of course conscious makes the rhyme; maybe that is why you used it. ok....now i see the other apostrophes.....i think they are called apostrophes. so now i think you are paraphrasing the Fairy Queen's answer to you. ok. but i REALLY don't believe you want bliss here: ..... 'Neither joy nor certitude I had Always bliss with fortune bad.' as bliss means, according to the computer, : .... bliss /blis/ Noun Perfect happiness; great joy. Something providing such happiness. i especially enjoyed reading the following; .....i mean the poet created some artistic lines to describe a grim situation. What ail thee O! Fairy Queen? Such woes and sorrow I had never seen, Upon my plaintive query At once her face got scary. AND i especially enjoyed the following lines: .... Alone and distant as polar star Helpless was I to wage a war, Her wild wide scary eyes Made my dreams full of cries. a fine poem. thanks for sharing. bri

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Cierrah Smiles 01 December 2012

this poem is amazing :)

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John Shea 30 November 2012

A sad and and weary way to live even for a fairy..the poem a ten for sure sir.

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