Unreality Poem by Violet Markey

She was young, she was naive
Serene as mountain, lively as a wave

He was brave, fighting foes
Bearing with smile, gloomy pains and sad woes

They met in the city of novel
Wandering through the street of second chapter
He was riding a white horse
Crossing page fifteen's sector

His beauty took her heart
His courage her soul
But it was his wit
Which had smitten her whole

First love fell over her blooming youth like a morning dew
Carrying utopia with it, the wind of time blew

In each battle, she stood by his side
She imagined herself to be his lucky bride

She rode his white horse, sitting behind him
Enjoying the tranquil moonlight, in a night, half bright and half dim

She started living in another world
Which seemed to be ethereal
She had forgotten to distinguish between
What is fiction and what is real

Time passed and she grew insane
Everyone had abandoned her and
People laughed at the mention of her name

Their love story though unreal
Is in every sense eternal

Despite this being a benefactor
I would advise you
Never fall in love with a fictional character