Lucifera Santez

Rookie - 304 Points (4th feb / Belize)

Beast - Poem by Lucifera Santez

Her hair long, blonde and red,
Fanning across the velvet white,
Satin sheets draping her body,
Moon creating a halo of light.

She is an angel,
One with a broken heart,
I don’t know why,
But my soul cries for her.

In the vast cold castle,
Sleeping alone she is,
A beautiful princess,
A maiden of twenty.

Perhaps waiting for her prince,
For her true loves kiss,
It has been millennia's,
And yet she sleeps,

I have watched her,
For nights, for days,
Her small frame,
Moving in breathing rhythm.

Sometimes she cries,
In her sleep,
Her body,
Wrecked by dreadful sobs.

I soothe her,
Sometimes I sit,
With her head in my lap,
With her in my arms.

So small she is,
With perfect face.
I look at her, keep looking,
And an ache fills my heart.

Someday when her prince comes,
She will go away,
And I would be left,
Starved for her look,
Starved of her sweet innocence.

But for her I am no one,
A scepter banished,
In the well
Of darkness…

A beast,
Ugly and wild,
A man,
Bound to love a woman- child.

As she lays in her deep sleep,
I sit watching her,
Sometimes I take her,
Outside from her prison.

To see sun,
Playing on her face,
Encased she is,
In pure virginal lace.

The temptation always rears its ugly head,
In my mind and heart,
Loving her is easy,
Staying away from her isn’t easily done than said.

Just a kiss,
Only a kiss it would take,
To wake her up,
But I restrain for her sake……………..

The sinful temptation is there,
Her youthful lips,
A lighter shade of ruby red,
Pout as she sleeps,
Lost in memories and dreams unsaid……………….

Where would she be?
How would she feel?
If I kiss her,
I beast of a man,
Unworthy of her sight,
Cursed to be alone…………………..

She has slept for her prince,
Not for the devil,
Not for the villain,
In her fairytale………

I dream,
How beautiful,
She would be,
When she opens her eyes?

Which color would grace?
The contours,
Of those innocent orbs?
I ponder………………….

As I carry her,
Through the labyrinths of her cell,
Her soft body pressed in mine,
I suffer the agony in carnal hell……………………..

The love for her,
That had blossomed pure in my heart,
Now is stained,
With a beating pulse of lust……………………

And lost in my thoughts I stumble,
My lips touch hers as I fall,
Clinging like meeting of sun rays,
And wilted foxglove.

Her eyes fluidly open,
Dreamy and faraway, we kiss and kiss,
I notice her eyes are green,
And I am in sheer heaven.

“My prince” she breathes,
Her fingers on my face,
And in horror, in fear of rejection,
I back away……………………

She pleads me to come back,
But how can I? ?
I am a beast, she is a beauty,
My princess…………………

I leave her sitting,
As moonlight pools at her feet,
Tears glistening in her eyes,
My conscience hard and harsh as concrete…

Her strangled moans reach me,
And yet I walk,
My feet dragging,
As I ignore my breaking heart…

Walking the palace corridors,
I pass a mirror,
The velvet covering it has slid down,
And moon is reflected in it…….

After such long time,
I look myself,
In that expanse,
Of silver…………….

A strange man,
Looks back at me,
One with handsome features,
And a perfect face…..

His eyes are gold,
Skin dusky,
Hair a tousled blonde,
Lips, a bit sulky…………………

A hush laugh escapes my mouth,
She my princess healed me,
To my former perfection,
To my perfect glory.

I run back to take her in my arms,
To kiss her,
To tell her how much I desire,
How much I love her…………….

She is lying,
My sweet maiden,
In loch of silver,
As I call her name,
Kiss her brows,
Her lips, her throat.

She is cold,
So cold, so deathly cold,
I shake her,
A strangled cry breaks from me………………

As I take her in my arms,
A lone tear escapes my eye,
Falls on her cheek,
I cry, I cry,
Willing her to life,
But her death,
Is a certainty………………………………………………

Poet's Notes about The Poem

this piece in fact was created from mixing of stories derived from various places.
this poem is hugely influenced by Robert Carlyle's performance of 'Rumpelstiltskin'.
and apart from that, i guess i just mixed the story of sleeping beauty and beauty and the beast...........

Comments about Beast by Lucifera Santez

  • (8/24/2013 9:03:00 AM)

    I didn't read it all, a fabulous attempt at a long poem. Have you read the famous poem Marrianna? I forget the name of the poet. (Report) Reply

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  • Bri Edwards (8/22/2013 3:07:00 PM)

    it certainly sounded familiar though i don't remember rumpelstiltskin being like this and i don't know the whole story of b. and the b. i did NOT think it was too long. it was a very engaging tale, well-told. i do have a few comments/suggestions/corrections which i will share with you upon request. they have to do with the following lines:

    Perhaps waiting for her prince,
    For her true loves kiss,
    It has been millennia's,
    And yet she sleeps,

    and: A hush laugh escapes my mouth,

    and: As she lays in her deep sleep,

    and: Staying away from her isn’t easily done than said. ****

    and: A scepter banished,

    BUT i especially enjoyed:

    Which color would grace?
    The contours,
    Of those innocent orbs?
    I ponder………………….


    I leave her sitting,
    As moonlight pools at her feet,
    Tears glistening in her eyes,
    My conscience hard and harsh as concrete… ....though hard and harsh are SYNONYMS; you could skip one.

    i really liked this story, and, i too, was feeling a bit of lust at one point. poor beast! but now that he is a beauty himself again, i guess he will have no problem finding another babe! but SERIOUSLY, i find it a bit
    unsettling when people seem to put so much emphasis on physical beauty. i almost detest it when i hear an adult say to a mother what a beautiful baby/child you have. have you ever heard anyone say oh what an ugly (or homely) baby/child you have?
    and, did the princess throw herself into a lake, loch? thanks for sharing. bri [look at this especially****]
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  • Unwritten Soul (8/21/2013 9:46:00 AM)

    Beauty and the beast is roaring more here, i loved it how you mix the tried to make something new by reborn these works, and it new as new story...keep on coming_SOul (Report) Reply

  • Khairul Ahsan (8/21/2013 9:33:00 AM)

    A good mixing of the stories. A bit too long, though! (Report) Reply

  • Naida Nepascua Supnet (8/20/2013 8:19:00 PM)

    I was transported
    I was touched
    I was moved, How could he leave?
    And when he found out he was healed and turned a handsome price
    it was too late.
    AAAhhhhh a beautiful story in verse, you nailed us there Luci, you got us at your BEAST.
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  • (8/18/2013 1:34:00 PM)

    I wonder why people has not seen this magnificent piece and it remains unnoticed. The emotional dilemma of a beast who is trapped between his love for the damsel and the realisation of his ugliness and the fear of rejection is portrayed at the highest. Though the cold death gave a sad ending to this write, still I feel this is a great poem you have concieved. All the best! I vote 10 (Report) Reply

  • Hazel Durham (8/18/2013 11:16:00 AM)

    So beautifully written with such understanding of the beast and yet when she cure's him her own life is taken from her so cruelly! I was on the edge of my seat reading this sublime poem it has everything and the moral of the tale is that nobody get's everything they want in this life! ! (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Sunday, August 18, 2013

Poem Edited: Monday, August 19, 2013

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