Princess Bride
59Love was a word she knew nothing about
She knew in an instant there was no doubt
He fell for the lies and stories she told
In real life could people be so cold
He knew in the instant when they were wed
The blood so cold streaming down his head
She tried to take his but took her own life
Fell from the thrown when she became his wife
She played with his heart his soul and his mind
The angel he thought so hard to find
It made him wonder what made her that way
All the stories from that fateful day
She hit him so hard he nearly fell
The lies lost forever she can never tell
She was his angel his princess bride
Up to the moment he knew she had diedÂ
Beauty deceived
Queen of the Lint 2 years ago
Good poem. Keep writing! One thing that I've been learning is that it's a craft, a skill, like anything else and it's something that you need to practice by writing as much as you can. Have you joined a critique group so you can get with other writers?