Your Majesty

Majestic, but just from a distance

apoplectic, but just from indifference

 

constructed, of pinprick pride

conflicted, of seasick tide

 

maniacal, not whole but in part

mechanical, but just in the heart

 

framed, colours shrieking with vibrancy

famed, pictures sinking despite buoyancy

 

mighty, with a toll on the centre

brightly, not as much as the mentor

 

protracted, a battle for the denizens

contracted, space for the inhabitants

 

bafflement, at the height of a hover

malnourishment, to the needs of a lover

 

pardoned, with nary a trial

convicted, of lighting the pyre

 

majestic, but just from a distance

lethal, but just to existence

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