The Lady of Mantice

• Artist: Zamchick
• Description: An emotional poem about a woman who had a curse put upon her when she was very young. It said that she would have all the baeuty in the world but that when she gave her heart to another man then she would lose her voice.
• Date: 02/14/2010
• Tags: lady mantice

Out to the moors she did walk,
With her slate and tools of chalk,
Angelic was her snow white hair,
And the dress that she did wear.

Behind her ear was tucked a lotus flower,
It gained new life with every passing hour,
Her crystle eyes shone a gleaming blue,
But shine deep with knowledge they did too.

Her smooth tender skin,
every man's heart she could win,
Her lips a blooming rose bud,
The smile she wore would cause your heart to thud.

No sound she uttered that hour last,
Condemned was she to repeat her past,
The diamond ring on her finger,
Was where her mind still did linger.

Such beauty she held in her palm,
But for all her baeuty and charm,
Is it just to pay such a terrible price,
As did the Lady of Mantice.

Comments

[Zamchick]

Thank you, I would like to say that I was thinking that, but unfortunatally I wasn't. I like it though, it's an intersting interperetation of the name.

[The Quotient of 42 and 0]

Thats really creative, and you made pictures in my head. Is Mantice a combination of "man" and "entice" (enticer of men i would assume, a man's desire)? Very clever story and name. 5/5