A princess in a tower in Queens

with magic might to make some cower,
tainted with fright as it's means,
crenelations hide a deeper power,
tis not hard to spot a princess in Queens,...
through her hair not dangle to the ground,
and for her prince she doesn't bother to wait,
in jewel and stone her magic is found,
and that is not left to debate,
so beware this queen of cats,
and wisely succumb to the pur,
all ill suitors scatter like rats,
when in her tower she gives tour,
so listen closely to my tale,
I'll save you a world of harms,
this kittens tale may impale,
if distracted by her charms,

Another Love Poem

what holds one's heart dear,
when is distance torn asunder,
this love fable kind to the ear,
when hearts pounding rings of thunder,...
I missed her it was a chore,
to the memory to my regret,
lost in her metaphor ,
until my hear heals and reset,
I am it's champion as love goes,
I believe it heals and graces,
pages full of choppy prose,
love lies not in the realm of faces,
beauty tricks yet true beauty glows,
in the heart and words sweet spoken,
for loves translation only the heart knows,
and accept this love poems token,

Shortchanged at Family Mart

whether in family mart uh of GS 25,
you'll eventually become a statisitc,
having enough won to survive,
but fail in terms linquistic,...
as a weygookin you have no chance,
of getting your point across,
pantamime and a few nouns become the dance,
like dealing with insane hogwan boss,
you take the words you know as a tool,
like anyong or il mei yo,
struggling with inconstsnt Hangeul,
pronunciation becomes the foe,
so hold not the clerk circumspect,
the mistake was in no way cruel,
not our fault they hold little respect,
for us teachers of Eueongereul,

Legend for Romanized KoreanHangeul ( Korean ) Hogwan ( private English hell school)Aniyong(informal hello), Il Mei yo ( "How much is this?")Eugeonerul ( English), Family Mart/GS 25 ( Korean equivalet of 7-11)

Heat

in oppression it shows brightly it's won,
when glare and light doth meet,
we can curse the shining sun,
and lay our thoughts on deeper heat

More for in it's life giving fire,
many a prayers he's calls in coven,
I rather in air conditioning perspire,
then reside in a blazing oven,

so in it's cruelty we start to yearn,
for autumnal or winter days,
in it's coutenence pale skin will burn,
and to a redness color dispalys,

so I hope in gained humidity
pray for a summer storm,
the sun is ingnorant of it's own cupidity,
and curl up close to a heart more warm,