
Travail I
In the land of timelessness, atop tall spindly hills,
Lived the unhappy queen with a porous heart
A heart that retained no mirth, nor lingering happiness;
It is rumored, she was human once,
That she lived like any other modern woman –
Family, career and all
It is said that she ran away from all this,
‘Cause, she suffered from terrible sins.
Sins so grotesque, she ran away to escape herself –
From the burdens of memories
From the embrace of the familiar
She ran so far, past civilization,
Until she reached the lonely depths of the abysmal valley,
From which rose the tallest of hills,
Where curious creatures lived at an altitude –
Where clouds stopped to visit, just under clear blue skies
Where the creatures gathered in festival –
To celebrate the full moon’s rise.
Next → Travail II
Travail III
Aggrievance I
Aggrievance II
Aggrievance III
Aggrievance IV
Redemption I
Redemption II
Redemption III
Redemption IV
Redemption V
Hmmm… emotional and moving. Not sure how to feel at the end
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That was quick. Thank you very much for the comment.
It’s a three part ballad I wrote years ago. Since this was rejected by publishers, I finally decided to publish a couple of snippets on this blog. To my surprise, it was very well received. So I decided to publish the whole thing in small ingestible parts from time to time. Your instant reaction is quite encouraging. So check back the blog and read on. The story will continue.
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