My Castle

My Castle is full of many rooms

of wandering halls and mazes

It's cold and empty;Dark at sight

To see it your way would be a fright

You see thorns, but I see roses

because I know beauty comes with pain 

unreachable, lest you prick you finger

and Always, Always bleed a little 

My Castle is full of many rooms

each lit by a blazing fire

Because warmth can't be felt

without the cold; Love without Desire

Come closer my prince

and you will find the light and warmth

of love at sight. My heart and yours

They know it true within the deepening night

My Castle lays silent

in this twilight age, not eery, as you think 

but peaceful in it's quiet slumber

your footsteps echo in her empty halls

Come closer, and you will see

I do not need you-knight in shining Armour

As you think I do. I asked no one

for rescue from my tomb

I am no princess in a tower

To be secreted away

And my Castle is no graveyard, lit by the moon 

It is a garden in full summer bloom

Author's Note

not sure this flows the way I wanted. What do you think?

Reviews

[Robert Trakofler]

the beckoning beacon of your bastions beautiful broad barricade not a Bastille but a blaze bravura :)

[Anne’sRants]

Thank you for the kind words bunny :)

[Robert Trakofler]

i liked your messages in that poem solid words worthy of a fine construction

[Sierra D3]

I really enjoyed this poem. The feeling of everything is not what it seems to be since everyone sees differently is well portrayed.
Favorite line: "And my Castle is no graveyard, lit by the moon"