this is a tale of the coldest heart
and how it was ended by deaths ebon dart
the strongest ruler there has ever been
She is the White Queen
her icy skin so cold and fair
the merest touch men would not dare
her icy blue gaze
transfixed men for days
her bitterness all the people had ever known
interwoven with the seeds she had sown
an iron empire she had built
with all the blood she had spilt
but love made even her heart melt
for such desire she had never felt
and so her icy heart began to fade
as did the empire she had made
now here lies the Queen we loved in fear
her empire crumbling over the years
now dead the coldest heart ever seen
She was the White Queen
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
icy queen melted into the thin air..........................a simple fact of life that no matter what u r in this world the end is always the same for all..........dissolving our existence into the nothingness...............