The Red Queen

March 28, 2010
By Jasmine Echols, Atlanta, GA

How very beautiful
Is the Red Queen.
With hair of a fire
I’d never seen.
And we spoke
For hours on end.
And everyone knew
That she was my friend.
We shared everything
And I told her a secret.
Because I knew
That she would keep it.
I spoke of boy
Whom I wanted so much.
I craved all of him
His scent, his touch.
All these things she knew
But I was at a loss.
Because I never knew
The lone she would cross.
She said that he was mine,
That I had more than a chance.
But little did I know
Of her deceitful advance.
And with her alluring beauty
He took the bait.
He belonged to the Red Queen
And I was too late.
So now I’m alone in the world.
A loser in the Red Queen’s game.
And she was my best friend.
I’ve only myself to blame.


The author's comments:
I told my best friend about this guy I really liked. She told me that we would be great together. What she didn't tell me was that she was dating him.

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Trolllollo said...
on Apr. 26 2010 at 9:59 am
Trolllollo, Philadelphia, Pennsylvania
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This was a great poem :) Keep up the good work

Cuore GOLD said...
on Apr. 25 2010 at 12:06 pm
Cuore GOLD, Saint Augustine, Florida
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Favorite Quote:
Be the change you wish to see- Ghandi

Everything in this room is eatable, even I'm eatable, but that my dears is called cannibalism and is highly frowned upon in most societies.- Willy Wonka

Bright lights often blind those who can't see. ~

Your friend is a horrible, no offense intended. This is a really good poem. I like how it's from your personal experience which magnifies it's meaning.

on Apr. 23 2010 at 1:32 pm
CountryGothic GOLD, Somersworth, New Hampshire
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Favorite Quote:
"Once something has been said, it cannot be said in other words." -Aristotle

I like this very much, and I must say...what a horrible girl, a friend who behaves so is a friend who must go. Beautiful poem.


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