Never a Fairytale

He had the eloquence of a poet,

the valor of a knight,

the wisdom of a sage,

and the fortune of a king.

His seeming perfection was a tell-tale,

but I was too crazed to care.

Hi speeches were clever cliches,

his embrace, an enchanted prison,

his love was a lie of lust,

and his kiss, an unforgivable offense.

For when I was still his,

he was never really mine at all.

I was nothing but a fleeting interest;

a remedy for his boredom.

The story has turned sickening sweet,

and passion revealed itself to be a pretense.

He walked away,

head held high in apparent victory,

for he had crushed another dreamer's heart.

And off he went for another thrill,

in search of another damsel.

He left me in my  own tower of torment,

writing this pathetic poem,

about him who loved and left.

Our story was my scar,

a typical tale of unhappy ending,

penned in the advent of a heartache,

in the twilight of my dreams.

He was never a prince...

Just another frog in disguise.

And ours was never a fairytale...

Author's Note

Thanks for reading! :)

Reviews

[Gregory Stires]

He had the eloquence of a poet,
the valor of a knight,
the wisdom of a sage,
and the fortune of a king.
His seeming perfection was a tell-tale,
but I was too crazed to care.

in this i like how you tell how she had fallen for him and what the things she had fallen for him for.i also i like how in this first lines that it shows that it is has somehting to do with love and that it first makes me guess if it will be a happy ending,betrayal, or a tragedy like romeo and juleit.

Hi speeches were clever cliches,
his embrace, an enchanted prison,
his love was a lie of lust,
and his kiss, an unforgivable offense.
For when I was still his,
he was never really mine at all.
I was nothing but a fleeting interest;
a remedy for his boredom.

this part i love how you use good diction to show how he was jsut using her for his own amusement and that he was like a prison to her.

The story has turned sickening sweet,
and passion revealed itself to be a pretense.
He walked away,
head held high in apparent victory,
for he had crushed another dreamer's heart.
And off he went for another thrill,
in search of another damsel.
He left me in my own tower of torment,
writing this pathetic poem,
about him who loved and left.

the girl turns bitter now realizing that all this time he used her and toyed with her heart only to leave her in a tower thinking her as only a damsel in distress that has lost his interest as he continues his game on another.

Our story was my scar,
a typical tale of unhappy ending,
penned in the advent of a heartache,
in the twilight of my dreams.

He was never a prince...
Just another frog in disguise.
And ours was never a fairytale...

i like how you use diction to show that underneath he is just scum and that their relation ship was never a happily ever after like most peoples

[Linda Marie Van Tassell]

You should be very proud of this poem. It's a bittersweet poem, infused with an inner beauty that speaks of a strength that he could never destroy.

[Blue]

Thank you, Linda. This my new account, anyway.

[Travis Gibson (poetic h..]

A very strong write... your pain was painted beautifully.

[Steph Bates]

I can really relate to this poem, I'm glad I got to read this.

[Azure Montessa (Blue)]

Thank you, Steph. :)

[Cassie]

wow!!!! I can only say thank you for sharing this one, I kind of relate with it.

[Azure Montessa (Blue)]

Cassie, thank you. I think every girl I know (and don't know) can relate to this. :)

[cimmy wuv xxxooo]

I love the story's you write they have such meaning, I really enjoyed reading this one.
Very sad and emotional, makes the reader really feel every word.
great write :)

[Azure Montessa (Blue)]

That's such an overwhelming review, thank you, Cimmy! :)

[cimmy wuv xxxooo]

your very much welcome :)

[Brandon]

Splendid read and write....:)

[Azure Montessa (Blue)]

Glad you think so. :)

[Prritiy]

his embrace, an enchanted prison,
his love was a lie of lust,
.
.
He was never a prince...
Just another frog in disguise.
And ours was never a fairytale...

a sad write of betrayal in love, wish there was harshest punishment for breaking the heart as this is the cruelest blow.

God Bless You
best wishes

[Azure Montessa (Blue)]

I believe in karma. Haha. Thank you so much! :)

[Prritiy]

you are welcome :)
one thing i would like to ask what do you mean by 'karma'. it has a meaning in Indian language Hindi too :)

[Azure Montessa (Blue)]

kar·ma/ˈkɑrmə/ Show Spelled [kahr-muh] Show IPA
noun
1. Hinduism, Buddhism. action, seen as bringing upon oneself inevitable results, good or bad, either in this life or in a reincarnation: in Hinduism one of the means of reaching Brahman. Compare bhakti ( def 1 ) , jnana.
2. Theosophy. the cosmic principle according to which each person is rewarded or punished in one incarnation according to that person's deeds in the previous incarnation.
3. fate; destiny. Synonyms: predestination, predetermination, lot, kismet.
4. the good or bad emanations felt to be generated by someone or something: Lets get out of here. This place has bad karma.

---Sorry I had to use www.dictionary.com. I can't put my own intrepretation in words. :)

[Prritiy]

:) thanks for the effort taken, yes this is originally what it means, i just asked if you took it as something different

[gombeggar]

very well done writ...has an 19th or early 20th century flare 2 it

[Azure Montessa (Blue)]

You are the first (and only) one who cited that. Haha. Thank you! :)

[gombeggar]

mah reading was well rounded as I grew (as should yers be)...personally trying 2 figure some of mah beatnik readings of late between burroughs and Kerouac...and wut the hell happened 2 mah library...and if i'm missing any dickens on top of it all ;)

[gombeggar]

mary shelley is good...but there are better romance writers then the lass that wrote Frankenstein...i'll try 2 get back with u on that...house is in a mix up so mah library is agonizing me

[Saumya]

what an incredibly eloquent and deeply painful write it was dear....i seriously could not take off my eyes even from a single word of this poem, every word here, as if was trying to tell this story of losss....
generally, its very hard to describe pain, but you indeed defined it very well..and i commend you for that:)

i loved the entire piece,but i think these words were the heart of the poem:

"He had the eloquence of a poet,
the valor of a knight,
the wisdom of a sage,
and the fortune of a king.
His seeming perfection was a tell-tale,
but I was too crazed to care.

Hi speeches were clever cliches,
his embrace, an enchanted prison,
his love was a lie of lust,
and his kiss, an unforgivable offense.
For when I was still his,
he was never really mine at all.
I was nothing but a fleeting interest;
a remedy for his boredom."

and also these:

"He left me in my own tower of torment,
writing this pathetic poem,
about him who loved and left."

He was never a prince...
Just another frog in disguise.
And ours was never a fairytale...

very well done friend:)

[Azure Montessa (Blue)]

Saumya, thank you for your kind words. This poem is one of my favorite writings, so far. Best wishes to you! :)

[Saumya]

you r highly welcomed my friend,and it was really a good to read and review your favorite writing..:) thank you for the best wishes and all the very best with your writings:)