Fleeing To Her Desire Poem by sania harris

It was midnight late
When she decided her fate
A look around her admired
‘cos to run away she desired

She stole through the night’s spell
Apart her dreams all fell
She tip-toed through the halls fame
Hurled the doors in no shame

Her soaring spirits were in flames
How was she to be blamed?
She shed sake of tears aside
And with her beloved she went in-hide

Love strangled her inside and out
Her garrote tears longed to shout
She locked her eyes in a deep frown
Her words in minutes broke-down

She fled away with her beloved
To a fairytale of land
Own she cooked her magic
And fate was given its chance

Her soaring spirits were in flames
How was she to be blamed?

(inspired by the poem 'lord ullin's daughter')


OCTOBER 11,2008