Aria Siren


Queen Of Hearts - Poem by Aria Siren

Would it be so unfair
So unjust
To ask you to stay frozen
In your own fiery lust?

To stay suspended
To stay staring
To hang yourself on a broken hope
Without me caring

To be my novelty
My fleeting joy
To be nothing more than a past laugh
To expect nothing more than an abandoned toy

A still frame
I can look back on with a smile faint
But turn the page with fingers numb
And think of your affections as nothing more than quaint

I'll lay my cards on the table
And play all of the hearts
Trading a king for a joker
-A joker for a fresh start

I want you to drown in your expectations
To disappoint you with my shoulder turned
To tease you with a stray glance
And to watch in reverie as you crash and burn

To drape myself over your coffin
As they lower you into the gaping ground
To run my shoe over the edge
To scream so I can remember the sound

Until the lights go off
These musings must be my water and bread
If i slip i will remember
The bitter meal i was fed

That burns inside of me
And makes me want to hate your name
Yet i can't let go of the idea of you
And what i can never reclaim

To kiss the idea of love
To dream of a better circumstance
To imagine us under a black sky
To wonder why I never had my chance


Comments about Queen Of Hearts by Aria Siren

  • Khairul Ahsan (5/10/2017 12:38:00 AM)


    The title of the poem looks so appropriate!
    'I'll lay my cards on the table
    And play all of the hearts
    Trading a king for a joker
    -A joker for a fresh start' - Loved this expression.
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  • Sandy Player (2/21/2013 7:30:00 PM)


    Chance. How tragic it is to see it being overrun by a desire to control and dominate; a desire contrary to the nature of chance, and eventually be made extinct by the self destroying tyranical lust for power. It is something i have never even once considered interpreting before that the Queen of hearts is an apparent contradiction; a near oximoron. The elegance and slow thoughtfullness of this shifting poem alludes well to the royal connatations encompassing it.

    I ussually don't like leaving the adjectives after the nouns but where there is a smile faint and fingers numb, it really emphasises the show of lack of care; that these things are just afterthoughts that you think of in your vague recollection; an oh yeah... moment whilst you check the condition of your fingernails as you try to pretend that the King is just another irrelevant card amidst a whole pack of suchlike cards.
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  • (9/30/2012 8:45:00 PM)


    The ending- the last two stanzas are a masterpiece. Thanks for sharing. (Report) Reply

  • Søren Valentine (8/10/2012 9:45:00 PM)


    O Aria Aria, how i love this poem. very good job! i love the dark tone of this poem. it starts off kind of sweet but takes a turn for the darkness. I LOVE IT! (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Friday, August 10, 2012

Poem Edited: Friday, August 10, 2012


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