A Queenless King
Drenched by muddy waters I'munable to feel her grasp,
Unlike my father & grandfathers
I have a gruesome past,
Settled in a kingdom of my own,
Yet im without her,
Constantly I'm told I won't find,
I beg to differ,
Bequeathed with the throne my
lonesome pains & takes a toll,
I long to seek my heavenly queen
The one that makes me whole,
She is impeccable, remarkable, so
full of love & warm embracement,
Despite my tender & charming heart
I used to be so damn complacent,
Now that I'm so zealous I comb
the earth to find my queen,
She is the one, unmatched by none,
her heart is what I fiend,
Brittle as cold glass I'll be broken
inside without her,
Impervious to falseness & lies she can't bribed with fox fur,
I will be loyal & honest to her
in due time she will come to see,
But until then, wherever she resides,
A queenless king I'll remain to be...
By Michael Smith
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