Tarnished Knight
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Love is a wonderful filter on how we see each other. Those rose colored glasses work wonders. Remove that filter and you may experience a cold stark reality and nothing is as it was.
The Knight on a charger
rides into her dreams
his armor is tarnished
his sword does not gleam.
His stance in the saddle
is weary and old
the steed beneath him
looks ready to fold.
He no longer exudes
the courage and might
his face shows the signs
of battles and blight.
The years of adventure
have taken their toll
and turned his brave heart
to just a dark soul.
The words that he utters
are empty and vain
devoid of all feelings
just repeated refrain.
The damsel looks up
they see eye to eye
her heart quietly beating
she lets out a sigh.
She fades in the moonlight
replaced by the mist
no sign of a presence
she does not exist.
The knight turns his steed
and rides into the night
thoughts of the damsel
accompanying his flight.
What was the message
she tried to convey
her words also faded
as she went away.
Off in the distance
the damsel appears
a smile on her lips
her eyes void of tears.
For she knew beforehand
that he would appear
so she took her heart
and hid it right here.
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Thanks for reading Elena. Glad you did. You often see someone in a totally other light with your heart.
Wonderful Silvia. Really evokes emotion but also creates great visuals.
Thanks for reading Pat!
Reading and rereading I realize just how much our heart plays a part on how we see others. Maybe that is why those we love never seem to change from the day we start to love them.
I really like this poem. for some reason it makes me smile also.
"Off in the distance
the damsel appears
a smile on her lips
her eyes void of tears."
Thanks Alice! You know I wrote this last year. *smile*
The reality of a life of battled servitude doesnt always paint a pretty picture... Loved this piece, voted up and awesome
Thank you for reading. I am glad you liked it. It is my personal favorite.
Elena 17 months ago
I think I understood the message beneath! I liked the poem even the tone of the sadness.