The Ninth Lane

Tuesday, December 12, 2010 . 3 comments . Posted in General

The monarch of Roman Empire rode on his steed
Through the ancient dream; once left in sadness
But the unknown loam led him to an awry byway
And it sent shivers to his cold bones; flimsy spirits
For the framed mind never firmed at the crossing
So it cruised towards the downhill, down the dale
For he knew his princess would stay; at ninth lane
And he sped across the sleety silver stream; uphill
To find the mystery lane; stretched lower the sky
For he chased until the sun gave way to the moon
And upon every twigs lingered a furtive message
Through the dark hills, towards the ninth thruway
And his steed sped to seize his dream; his fair love
Amid all the vantages; around the twelfth hour
When the night slept away, and the dawn arose
His heart whispered of her unwearied waiting…


  1. ♫ Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ ♫ ayu ♫ Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ ♫

    > sweet..what a fairy tale-like narrative poem ^^

    merry Christmas!(≧◡≦)

  2. Swathi Suresh

    i love fairy tales!!!hugs

  3. sajina(chinnu)

    so sweet……lovely…..


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