I Rapunzle

May 27, 2012
Picking the petals,
Off of roses,
Then letting them fall,
Eighty feet below,
While I stand in my tower,
All alone.

I sit and watch,
All of the people,
Live there lives below me,
While I must stay,
In my tower,
All alone.

Sometimes I hope,
My prince will come,
save me from this fait,
But I continue to stand,
In my tower,
All alone.

In the distance I see,
A white horse riding towards me,
I start to believe he is coming,
In a blink it is gone,
Then I stand,
All alone.

Every day I dream,
About what my life might have been,
If I hadn't climbed the stairs,
Then aloud them to lock me in,
I wonder If I would still be,
All alone.

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JoPepper said...
Jun. 4, 2012 at 4:35 pm
There were a few misspellings but other than that pretty good.  Am I over thinking or could "Repunzle" be a metaphor for someone who feels trapped?
Noel97 replied...
Jun. 5, 2012 at 1:22 pm
no, your not over thinking it. All of my poems have hidden messages, you just have to look for it. (if i told you what it was it wouldnt be any fun lol)
JoPepper replied...
Jun. 5, 2012 at 2:34 pm
lol true, I just love it when I figure out a hidden meaning! Keep writing!
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