Untimely Love

Untimely Love

A Poem by harleen singh
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It is a love poem based on the style of the Canterbury Tales

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There was a young pair

Forever their lives would they share

Humble and sound

A better match could not be found

To travel they desired

The whole world they aspired

Like Magellan and his crew

In their minds they surely knew

Their packing brought them stress

But somehow did progress

Until the article was discovered

They whole story was now uncovered

 

Back to a time when the boy was poor

His whole life did he score

But a meager supply

His goods had run dry

He sought for work

But all the employers did smirk

At his lack of fresh clothes

But one day an opportunity arose

For a job as a delivery man

One for the mansions he ran

When he passed upon by chance

He was put into a trance

The beautiful girl he saw

But marrying her would be against the law

For a poor boy marrying into a higher class

His wish, it seemed, would not come to pass

But her appearance was so obvious

It made some men notorious

Though he was only looking at a small picture

He would still undoubtedly pick her

The job did allow him to go

To her house which he did just so

In person he saw

At his heart it did gnaw

For she was like an angel; a beauty be it true

Her hair was a shiny brown and had been done anew

Her figure was that of a delicate ballerina and it did shine light

On a sweet, pretty face that also seemed bright

But sadly it seemed not to be

For a ring on her ring finger was plain to see

He read in the paper but had never thought right

Chadwick, of course! He held him in spite.

He delivered his package embarrassed for staring

The smile he’d hoped to give was not meant for sharing.

 

The pretty girl was named Annabelle

She was not doing oh so well

For she was to be married to Chad

Everything looked very bad

Chad was devious, mean, and rude

And he seemed always to put her in the mood

Sad and helpless did she feel

She did surely not want to seal

The vows they would share

And they would most definitely tear

Her apart piece by piece

Because she wanted him to release

The bonds that held her there

She was in utter despair

Until one day she saw a boy

She felt a spark and was filled with joy

He was cute with straight brown hair

And his blue eyes never ceased to stare

Upon her face lost in her smile

The whole thing was worth the while

Chad saw her smile and got extremely jealous

For he knew she was quite rebellious

But he wanted her dearly because she was the link

To his future wealth, now he needed to think

Of a way to win over her attention

But she wanted a source of prevention

The only thing he could think of to do

Was to keep her locked away so he could try to woo

Her and have her be faithful until marriage

He desperately needed her to pledge

Forever is what he wanted

However he was indeed taking her for granted

He was shallow, but his status made him worthy of her love

But that day Annabelle swore to put Peter above.

 

Meanwhile in another part of town

Peter was feeling very down

His deliveries throughout the rest of that day

Always seemed tarried in a way

Because all he could think about was Annabelle

She was so pretty and on that did he dwell

He was a good guy, way better than Chad

He wanted Annabelle to realize the connection they had

But the doubt was so strong, overpowering all hope

And the next couple days all he did was mope

Waiting for the day he could deliver to her again

And he was undoubtedly overjoyed when

He next went to her house, but to his dismay

When he saw her she appeared in a totally different way

Her kind smile was gone as was the happiness in her eyes

And she appeared like she’d met her demise

Then Chad came to the door and shut it in Peter’s face

So he dropped the letters and left in disgrace

But on the way out he heard yelling and someone screamed

Not everything going on was as it seemed

What he saw next was a miraculous sight

The door opened and she ran by him with all of her might

She had finally escaped, things would be better at last

She was now free to forget everything from the past

Peter caught up and offered her a place to hide

To his small, cramped house together they would ride

To stay hidden from Chad was their goal

This turn of events had surely taken its toll.

 

Now from Chad’s point of view I will continue on

This was when Annabelle and Peter were long gone

He had searched far and wide

He was slowly losing all his pride

Annabelle was his wish and he needed her still

Because without her he would have no will

To rise to power, she was the missing piece to the puzzle

Without her he was like a hunting dog with a cover over its muzzle

He needed her family’s money to take over the city

Without her at his side this would all be a pity

He had searched constantly for her face

He had searched in every possible place

But she couldn’t be found no matter where he’d look

He thought he’d fully searched every single nook

But she was nowhere to be found

Being well hidden she felt safe and sound.

 

Then one day Chad found her, oh no!

With him she did not want to go

He dragged her all the while she was begging and pleading

All her hope of freedom was slowly receding

“Please let me go!” she yelled loud as she could

But even with all the yelling in all it did no good

For this time he was determined to keep her at bay

He had total control in every which way.

Peter was astounded and filled with rage

Now Annabelle was as trapped as if she were locked in a cage

How Chad did find her he did not know

But to once again rescue Annabelle did he go

He drove his van to Chad’s door

His control of her would be no more

Even from a distance he could hear

Her helpless screams that were filled with fear.

 

Inside it was far more dark

What Chad did next was sure to leave a mark

He beat her so she would say yes

The pain left her in much distress

To a chair she was tied

She couldn’t speak, she was petrified

Again and again he hit her with all his power

His mood was extremely sour

Her wounds burned hot and red

By the time he was finished she was nearly dead

Then he left the room, filled with silent guilt

This had been a bad way to have their relationship rebuilt

The tears slowly rolled down Annabelle’s face

And bright red blood covered the delicate lace

Of her beautiful dress that was now torn

A newfound hatred of Chad unlike any other was born.

 

Meanwhile Peter was outside the place

He needed a way to get into the space

That Annabelle was being held captive in

He went around and found an entrance next to the garbage bin

A window to the basement; looking through he saw

His love, her face red and raw

From her tears arose a passion

He knew he had to rescue her from the mansion

He was a poor boy so he knew what to do to get her out

But he had to make sure she didn’t shout

But the plan seemed to shatter when Chad walked back into the room

He also then proceeded to pick up a broom

Peter was in the meantime untying Annabelle from the seat

So he did not notice Chad until he hit him, real discreet

Peter grabbed the vase on the shelf

What he did next made him shocked with himself

When upon Chad’s face the vase was smashed

And on the floor Chad then crashed

With Annabelle thrust on his shoulders Peter ran

He had never felt like such a man

Out the door, he was almost there

When the parents of Chad appeared with a glare

 

“What’s going on here?!” they inquired

And at that point leaving is what Peter desired

He put Annabelle down and explained his cause with no prevail

Everything he said just seemed to fail

Annabelle tried to tell them the situation

She was very vague in her explanation

But it seemed to portray the message well enough

The parents were making the whole thing really rough

However the pain Chad caused Annabelle was very clear to see

And the parents finally decided that their arranged marriage did not have to be

So they called it off as Peter and Annabelle had hoped

They knew from the start they were destined to be eloped

The poor boy had come very far

And no two people are happier than they are

So all turned out well in the end for the happy match

And on the love for each other did they latch.

© 2014 harleen singh


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Added on June 27, 2014
Last Updated on June 27, 2014
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