Lost Win Poem by Shreej k.c

Lost Win



A Magnate Master dispatched three of his crafty men:
'Beyond the horizon, above the zenith
I hear there lives a fierce fairy
veils her fiery heart beneath the dreary
I wish to behold the witchery
Go my Gallant, Grump and Guile
Go fetch it for me athwart the mile'

On their return, at the court;
Gallant:
'Across the horizon, across the zenith
yond is obscure castle casting the rays
the nymph the oread radiates such glaze
her heart emits intensive blaze
melted armor, dazzled I had to resign
glad I am Master just to sense the design'

Grump:
'I saw no glaze or the gleam
I caught the glimpse though, hazy beam
prosaic witch, sour grape-her heart I deem
I saw no nymph nor felt the oomph
its fritter, the frivolous galumph
my Supreme Master yens for no fruitless trump'

Guile:
'Guised as gagger, such was my gimmick
she welcomed at door, clueless of my mimic
amusing giggle, charming lullaby, hushed she slept
I glommed on to her heart, gingerly deft
dressed raw with flowery flannel, aureate emerald
no yowl, ouch or oppugn to the herald
Such was my glory Master!
as I was eluding quiet, she stood at doorway
misty eyes, blissful benighted, no gainsay
gifted her priceless amulets, I could use forever
'Patience, Pride and Politeness', the quiet au revoir
Do I not shine with my added decor!
Such docile, I can't help laugh at her craze
how bare, ugly gorgon her visage
minus compassionate heart and her only possessions
Could she ever suspect I work for the missions! '

Gallant:
'Did you not lose a bit in the gain? '
Grump:
'Did she never wince in the pain? '
Guile:
'Look how loser depicts!
Victors get adorned not the retreats
Look Master how fresh the heart fits my palm
Look how innocent she still beats! '

Wednesday, July 29, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: heart,loss,victory
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