a knight's tale

when i first saw her, i'd admit it wasn't love at first sight,
she wore neither the flats i admire nor the nose ring i liked

but there was a glimmer of something much harder to find,
in our breezy conversation i sensed a similar mind

in wonder i pondered, could this be a sign,
this chance first meeting, would i ever make her mine

but the winds blew strong, sending each to his task,
we found no time to wander, to unveil our masks

the facade continued as we ploughed through the day,
as actors with scripts, only acquaintances in this play

but one day an ally came along, carrying my lady's message of intent,
in my pride I only shrugged & wallowed, pretending to be content

but they say the winds do change and I saw there were many others in line,
my lady indulged them too, alas! i was but one of nine

oh what had i done, how could this I not foresee,
it was now too late to call another hearing for my plea

we met with restless eyes, the air was a sudden, stale and tense,
i signaled but got no response, it seemed she had crossed her moral fence

i relented. cantered and galloped throwing caution to the storm,
wooed, flattered and cajoled, i would've broken every norm

but what else can a man do when he is helpless in want,
when he dreams of love and a muse with whom a life he shall flaunt

she teased and tested, lest my expectations rose,
i tried poetry, literature, staying committed to this game of prose

rise they did, to a time where romance i felt would revive,
but she was not the same woman anymore, her interests did not survive

i felt cheated, betrayed, as if my loyalty had been broken,
it was not meant to be - to this truth i have now woken

be blunt my sword, I shall let my armor now rust,
the fair maiden has left, these poems can only gather dust

blow away, go on and spread another story of never greater woe,
i have no poison nor daggers to offer, just one Juliet, who never met her Romeo




disclaimer: this is a work of fiction.