Mother of Dragons
- inspiration from Game of Thrones
Despite the heartbroken ending of this marvelous series and the dissatisfactory choices made by the characters, I still regard Game of Thrones as a powerful phenomenon. Its effects still shine on me. And I believe the more you read or watch it, the more the story will enlighten you with several valuable life lessons. About my Dragon Queen, no matter how Daenerys had gone blind with her power, I still love her. Simply because love has no limit. Simply because love means you accept both the good and bad points from that character, of who she is. Daenerys had been grown up with violence and she had lost all her best friends plus her dragons in a short time frame, while Jon did not put any effort to console her mind. That is how she had gone mad with her decision. I know it is still not an excuse for this tragedy. However, I still love her and here I made this poem just to remember about her noble accomplishments.
Standing fearless in the sparkling phantom of flames
She knew her life till this moment is an ending game
No turning back, no changing mind, she’s lying on fire
Never knew the inferno would bring her into life
Along with three baby dragons after the fire died.
The Mother of Dragons, Danearys Targaryen
Dispute the malicious fate, rising from the dark nights
Along with three baby dragons to search for the light
Leading the people in faith, looking for brittle stars
Across all alleys, wander to the Kingdom of Qarth
Destroyed all black magic, riding waves to Astapor
Mother of Dragons, Khaleesi of the Great Grass Sea
The Queen of no slave, released the Unsullied Army
Abolished the Slaver Bays, she built her own Kingdom
Mother of Dragons, The Breaker of Chains for freedom
Danearys she, Queen of the Andals and the First Men
Sailing to Meereen, bounced with honor and victory
Waiting for the day to gain back her identity
She, “Protector of the Realms, of The Seven Kingdoms”
The truly Queen of the Iron Thrones bounced with wisdom.
The Mother of Dragons, riding the clouds and the moons
Who knew her little figure could summon such demons
Against all violences she had been undergone
Her violet eyes once worn in mystification
Now sparkling up the sky with deep faith and clear vision
Towing away all agony, scarcity and dysphoria
Leading her people to a promising euphoria.