star-crossed paramour

little basket star
Epigram (inspired by Samuel Taylor Coleridge)

(Morayna’s father’s point of view)

little basket star your funny spots,
that brings joy to many dots,
calm breeze and sleepy flowerheads,
spinning silver threads.

Frailness is like a sun-burn
Free verse (inspired by Brother - Kodaline)

(Taurus’s point of view)

Before Archer got frail, i was the one
The prince, oh yeah, i ruled the palace,
i commanded the stars, constellations, no regrets
Wish i could relive every single word

Before Hunter was sent to war, i was the one
The crown prince, oh yeah, i ruled Venuptra,
i commanded the venuptrians, the aquarians, no regrets
Wish i could relive every single word

While Archer was frail, i was the one
The prince, oh yeah, i ruled the family,
i was my mother’s son, not my father’s yet, no regrets,
Wish i would relive every single word

While Hunter was at war, i was the one
The prince, oh yeah, i ruled it all,
or so i had tried, or so i had hoped, only regrets,
Wish i would relive nothing anymore

As i was set to be the next one in line,
The king, oh yeah, i had thought so,
only to hear him say; “it can never be you.
anyone but…” he didn’t finish. but i knew

Wish i would just disappear

Buttercup
Free verse

(Morayna’s father’s point of view)

tell me dear child
What disturbs your mind
your kingdom awaits you
your eyes betray you
for there are many things
it’s the melody of paramour that sings
my buttercup i should’ve known better,
than to think otherwise, of course time is latter,
your sparkling eyes say it all, my little queen of Zephyr,
you are in need of someone, who will stay with you forever