Queen Heo, secluded and alone at tomb,
Waited her wishes couldn't attained,
After two millennia, she remains to be buried
Alone, her hope restrained.
The love which traversed the vast ocean and long space,
A bond didn't easily gained,
Yet, the pagoda stands to be weathered,
In the pavilion, aged and waned.
(10th, Oct.,2023, Kinsley Lee)
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Author:
Kinsley Lee (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: October 18th, 2023 08:58
- Category: Short story
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Comments1
Powerful. Great job.
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