Author's Note: Hello to all of those who've read my little stories and prompts. I'm back from a long hiatus and I'll be putting up poems rather than stories.
In any case, I got a few ideas from Strange Magic. It's not a bad movie but I guess I don't care if it's very clichéd in many ways. If you're not into romance, just don't watch it. If you're not into clichés, don't watch it. But if you're very curious to what it is, go ahead and satisfy your curiosity and be the judge of how the movie is. Many people have mixed opinions on it.
Since Strange Magic is based off loosely from "A Midsummer's Night Dream", I decided to write a Shakespearian sonnet. Given that it's not perfect or might not be as good, I did my best to formulate one.
This sonnet was inspired by the views of Marianne and the Bog King. This is basically what happens in the movie in a few words. Nothing big.
Disclaimer: I do not own Strange Magic. This poem was a mere inspiration based from the movie.
Irrefutable
Primrose petals pink like a cheek's soft blush.
Love is gentle as it cradles hurt hearts,
speaking of kindness and telling to hush.
Helping, mending, sewing together parts.
Selfish hands stab innocent hearts with blades;
Rejection rip hearts from safe arms of "love"
Old "love" withers and dies, buried by spades
Internal rain falls as eyes gaze above.
Walls raised to shield it from danger's cruel hand
Distrust and worry cloud senses and mind
against love, treasured by all in the land
Love, however, heals scarred souls of all kind
Pure love accepts, caresses, and protects,
strengthening where the damaged heart connects
Author's note: One more thing, please tell me if this way is alright to read. If it isn't, I can just separate the lines to have more space in between.