Scores Will Be Settled

Partially inspired by my sad mood, partially inspired by "The Joy Luck Club" which is a wonderful read by Amy Tan.

Sticky-sweet dumplings, a picture of you
Mixed in a pot: Harlequin Witch's Stew
Laced with opium in a soft silk bowl
The regret is bubbling with every hour's toll
Most beautiful flesh from the daughter's arm
Dripping into soup to keep a mother from harm
Nothing but a fourth concubine for the master's bed
Imprisoned in my body and sick in my head
Days spent in pearls-and-satin, a facade of a game
Nights laid wasted away in a chamber of shame
Wide-reaching hips and a belly with no room to borrow
But as long as I was full I couldn't swallow my sorrow

Lethal ywansyau filled with bitter poison to the brim
Finally three days before the beginning, I found a way to win
In end

And on that day, crushed porcelain strew about
She held her head high and learned to shout

Reviews

[jdog]

this was great. i really enjoyed reading this. daedal word choice. please check this story out and tell me what you think http://www.writerscafe.org/writing/zzjordan89zz/450998/