Poetry: The Love of a Woman

You were supposed to be the brave knight
Save the princess from her tall tower guarded
You fought through the thick foliage
Reached her daunting castle

Wiping sweat from your brow
All that effort you put in
Considering the task completed
Raced to her door to knock

"Victory!" Passed from your lips
"I've come here and triumphed!"
With disbelief and gratitude
She accepted your entrance

But the dragon lay in slumber
His rumblings continued to shake that tower
Out of fear and duty
She couldn't leave with the knight

He groaned, he yelled
He cursed her feminine stupidity
The worst is over he thought
So why the hell won't she leave?

It's so simple, she pleaded
I thought you understood
Why did you come to my rescue
If you weren't going to follow the rules?

Blast your rules
Blast your honor, too
I've already done so much
I don't know why it's not enough

We're here in this tower
I've come all this way for you
Traveled far, journeyed hard
Let our ending be simple

His words of longing hit her
But she persisted in her petition
To be the knight for her
He had to slay that dragon

She pushed him out the door
Or maybe she ran to another room
Either way he was left alone
Questioning why he was abandoned

She said she loved me
But she argues that I haven't done enough
I've done so much for her
Does she expect the moon as well?

Lining up gifts of money
With displays of love
Forgetting what deeds are required
And those for fancy reward

He pondered
Not understanding
The effort to reach a woman's heart is hard
But once inside the barrier, easy

Her defenses resemble an egg
And his a solid rock in consistency
So he stood there
Wondering

She wished he would go and fight
Perhaps die trying
This was her hope
She waited, imploring

The knight either chased her down
Convinced her with his silver tongue
And guiding hands
To listen

To live a life in shame
Forever fearing
With a man who wouldn't understand
(He never dared to listen)

Or he gave up preemptively
Deeming the task and her
Not worth the effort
Failing to see the roadmap

Leaving her to wonder
Are my values too strict?
Did I not compromise effectively?
Will I forever be locked up in this tower?

She didn't want to live there long
The tower was supposed to be a land mark
Not a destination
On this terrible life journey

But more likely than not
Many a knight would come by
Each demanding and indignant at refusal
She would eventually break

But they would never get what they came for
The prize only a princess can offer
Because they were supposed to be the brave knight
Save the princess from her tall tower guarded

Instead they stole her away in the night
A thief robbing away chastity
Taking a physical prize
Never receiving the unerring gift

The love of a woman

Poetry: Divorced

They spoke of our fire
Intense flame of love
Eyes sparked
Bodies smoking
In desire

Well the friction has turned
The whole deal gone sour
The passion in innocence
Eroded away

How far away is love from hate?
Ultimate desire in need to utter loathing?
Listen from afar do they not sound the same?
Love and loathe masked in parallel.

Go too far East you'll find yourself West
But is not the opposite also the same?
Did we forget to keep the bounds
By focusing too much on vertical coordinates?

North and South
Distinct as day and night
But we spin round and round
Unaware of the poisonous passage of time

So here we are
Finding a sour core
In our sweet candy
Caught off guard
Enjoyment turnt to rage

Played with soft candles
No idea of the flames around the corner
We were consumed
It burnt the flesh away

Our appeal in our differences
Lit up in the night
Flashing in our eyes
Blinded our passion

Instant recoil

All that was sweet
Bitter
All that was treasured
Despised
Intimacy past used as daggers now

A hard wall
Hit unexpected

We used to quarrel like an old married couple
But now?
We're a spiteful and bitter pair
On attack

One day these feelings will fade
Reason will return
Everything always comes back to center
But not now

The rip is still flesh
The tear not yet healed
We were one flesh
We were torn back apart
Into two

Broken
Hurting
Alone

Forever seems like an awfully long time
I wonder if this version will actually last

Our (marriage) candle was snubbed of light
The hot wax is still evaporating
By products, really
It'll cool
But the candle will never look the same

We are
Schism