The Lady Of Vitrium Poem by Lydia Chan

The Lady Of Vitrium

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Within my castle walls an aged lady resides
Where time grows bored with sorrows mark
She emerges from broken glass and cries
Then with one last scream she devours my heart
The lady of Vitrium

I know a lady, cracked and broken
They say her beauty captured stars
And her lips poured out words of wisdom
The lady trapped in this bell jar

Before a mirror she practices her crafts
Weaving fires and sins into her skin
And on a bed of glass she screams and she laughs
Thy lady tears the blackened coal within

Her purity and care dost radiates
A stunning jewel scathing their eyes
But behind the black veil I will await
Because my lady is none but another lie

POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
It's still a working progress, but until more inspiration comes my way this is it. Please tell me what you think :)
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
David Wood 01 May 2013

A brilliant poem. I really enjoyed the read. Keep writing good poetry

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Gajanan Mishra 01 May 2013

purity and care. good poem. I invite you to read my poems and comment.

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