Once upon a time
there was a Girl
with shining deep eyes
and heart like a pearl.
Enamored as she was
of pleasures of her life
she always captured hearts
she never tried to hurl.
Being a gorgeous nymph
her grace excelled the moon
nothing was so nice
as her favorite pretty curl.
Neither dazzling eyes
nor her scarlet lips
her locks captivated
the heart of an earl.
Since that moment he
was robbed of his rest
and started thinking plans
to gain the precious curl.
So frightened as she was
of vision of a dream
by which she got alarmed
to beware of a numskull.
Her dream came true
and she lost her pretty lock
she shivered, quivered, wept
in loss began to whirl.
so this was the story
Of a pretty girl,
of an Earl's passions
and a slaughtered curl.
Very good Shahzia, is the curl a metaphor for her virginity? That's how I read it.
@ Ms.Valsa George & Ms. Valerie Dohren: yes, she is Belinda who considered the breach to her apparent beauty graver than her integrity, and yes, the curl metaphor was decoded as virginity by S.E.Hyman in 20th century. Your substantial visits to my world are truly appreciated.
I could recall the famous literary masterpiece through your craftily written composition. The choice of diction well depicts Belinda's character. Well-done Shahzia!
This is life, many is loosing the curl, but that is the life it goes on and that is it.
It's a CUTE attempt and i really enjoyed! ! ! :) the whole description is so beautiful infact picturesque and the use of diction is just admirable! ! ! ;)
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Was that girl by the name Belinda? Like Alexander Pope's Belinda, did she consider this breach to her appearance graver than a breach to her integrity? A skillful adaptation of a renowned mock epic!