(Natural) beauty first and foremost; then (innate) brains to maintain. —Candice Chan

Tuesday, 14 September 2021

Escape from P(l)easantry

The ebony tower
I henceforth abscond
Evading persecution
Within the ulterior
Of thine kingdom
Where moribund I lay

I beseech thee
With ardour
That thou shalt execute
The perpetrators
Of my deplorable fate
As I scoop off the victual
Upon thy plate
With broken utensil
My heart thrust
If ye wilt not
Extricate in haste

© Candice Chan (StarlahMantra) 2021