Boldly Victorious

By Angelis Raye

AN: My first poem! And it's for a contest on the Sacred Bookshelf. Specifications are:

Theme: My Favorite Place in Hogwarts (This can include the grounds)
Rating: T or under.
No Genre or Word Limit specified, but you must stick to one poetry style.


!-Lucius Malfoy's P. O. V.-!

There is nothing more
Than the distant flowing trees,
The sounds of the water,
And the lightly blowing wind.

If I were to say that this place was
My favourite place to be,
I'd be lying through my teeth.

No, sir…
This is not my
Favourite place.

Not the scenery,
Nor the colourful sky,
Not even the peaceful weather
That's lulling me to sleep.

Sir, would you like me
To tell you exactly
What I'm trying to say?

I'll tell you,
Since you're so inclined
To listen to me, that is.

You see, there is a place
Where I stand boldly victorious.
That is my favourite place to be:
Where I can be with the one I love.

For, in the place I am so victorious,
It must be with the only person
Who will accept me for
Who I really am.

Your long velvety hair
Flows in the slight wind
That's still echoing through
The trees near by.

Your voice can be heard
Over the distant sounds
Of the crashing water
In the lake just yonder.

And this lightly blowing wind
Draws you closer to me
As it brings the chill
That you detest so much.

That is what I love
That is where I want to be
Always with you,
My dear.

When you think no one
Else will take you for
Who you really are,
I'll be there, so that you can be
Boldly victorious as well.


Please review. That would make my day!