The Prince of Dreams
As his narcissism overwhelms him.
He stares at his reflection in the water with a heavy sigh and great doubt.
His heart was as pure as his appearance yet it was not enough.
How could she draw a sword so deep,
That the sweetest Ambrosia of the Heavens could not ease the pain in his heart.
Instead, he shrouds under the cloak of misguided fancy with maidens,
In hopes of filling the void which he made with them.
Note: This entire poem is inspired by Greek Mythology; more specifically, the story of Narcissus. I absolutely love Greek Mythology, Arthurian Legend and Ancient Egypt. But I'm more familiar with Greek and Arthurian, so I tend to make parallels there in my stories. (Story of the Black Knight is all Arthurian influenced)
Anyway, when I wrote this poem it was when I was dating the Islamic Faith Guy. (I will not tell you his name and the picture to the left is all I will EVER show anyone) Let's just say he's VERY VERY VERY VERY HANDSOME/ HOT. Lol. To the point where my friends and I are still talking about his hotness.
With that being said, I know he's going through a lot of changes and heartache so he is given graces for his actions. Nevertheless, they were hurtful. He was dating other people while we were dating. Call me old fashion, but I think you should only date one person at a time because that gesture of respect is a rarity in our modern day and makes One exceptional than the rest.
Also, to be a person of God means that you act in such a way that when others look at you; they see HIM. I am not saying that we will not falter, but we must mend those follies and grow from our mistakes. That is what HE wants for us; to constantly grow.
Not going to lie. This is probably a very spiteful entry. oooops! I'm not perfect.
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