A rose on its own
Will die alone in the rain
Trod on by lovers
|"Les Mis" (c) Victor Hugo|
Eponine is referred to as "The Rose in Misery"
The BridesSecretly they stalk the hallsThe Brides by tanafeyroyale
Of their master’s castle
They dare not go far past the walls
For they are not his vessels
They are his consorts, the ladies three
Two brunettes and one blonde
Dracula’s mistresses for eternity
But of them is he fond?
He thinks of them no more
For Mina is his only desire
He leaves them for England’s shore
His heart alight with this new fire
InsomniacHello insomnia my sweet old friendInsomniac by tanafeyroyale
You have cured me of writer's block again
Wide awake I pen poem number three
If this keeps up, the dawn I will see
I want to be honest, I'll lay it out frank
Maybe it's that post midnight coffee I drank
But coffee or otherwise I care not the reason
Suddenly writing is back in season
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The bold lady
Wanted a king to marry
So she set upon a seduction
That made the queen very weary
The brazen upstart
Turned the world upside down
Tell me now Anne,
Was your life worth that crown?
You reformed the church
Got your sister out from his bed
You defamed the rightful queen
But still lost your pretty head
Were the accusations true?
Were you really a witch?
Did you fornicate with your brother
And his babe for the king's try to switch?
Or were you too a pawn
Used in this terrible game?
Set up to take a fall
And bring about undo shame
Did Henry show you mercy
Because he knew you were innocent?
One question remains:
Heaven or Hell: where was your soul sent?
My Vampiric BedmateAll I ever wantedMy Vampiric Bedmate by tanafeyroyale
Was just to have some fun
But no one was laughing
When it was all said and done
I went to bed warm
But ended up cold
If I knew what was coming
I would not have been so bold
He cradled me close
I was safe in his arms
I was led to believe
I’d suffer no harm
He kissed my lips
Whispered my name
But it all changed
When he blew out the flame
The pain was harsh
Like the bite of a knife
He took my soul
He took my life
Now I am lifeless
Pale, no hint of blood
But marked in a way
That should have left a flood
But he took that too
When he stole away my breath
But that is what I get
For going to bed with death
A New LifeEncased an aloneA New Life by tanafeyroyale
She hides from the world
The soon to be royal kept in seclusion
Until the day she’ll be free
Free to take her place with the others
And she waits to great the world anew
Light shines through parted blinds
And emerges as she is meant to be:
Gifted with new colors
She spreads her wings
And takes flight
As the butterfly she was born to be
Why Smart Phones Are Stupid(CARA is sitting at a table, perhaps at a cafe when lights come up. LARA enters carrying her purse and a heavy bag, which she dumps on the floor before taking the other seat.)Why Smart Phones Are Stupid by tanafeyroyale
So did you get it?
Yes! (She retrieves a phone from her purse) This brand new Smart Phone is so awesome!
What new features does it have?
Well, I can use it as a Reader, a GPS and I have all my games on it. I can access Facebook, check my email and Tweet. I can even use Amazon and get my groceries delivered and track my pizza order. Plus I can text and video chat.
It has so many new apps to make my life easier, I’ve lost count. There’s an app to start the laundry machine and one to dispense the dog food. It auto starts the dishwasher and this one rotates my tires every four months.
Is there one that sprays you with bug repellant?
Of course. That and sunscreen. There’s one that does school work and office work, no mat