Blazing aurora
then a little, gold wolf sings
whilst watching the girl

I've encountered people who often told
me that when I stumble on the edge,
the fall would
****
me.
In truth, it's dependant on the lens you
choose to look though.
On the edges of life,
you can be killed as you
fall
or
as you
land.

Let eternity dance on the soul of our lips
Let two become one in a star-studded
kiss.

True wealth and beauty comes from
knowing and embracing
your own self-value.

Loyalty, a quality that is not
used enough in this day
and age.

Give                                              
life  and                                              
truth to words                                              
Let   your    poems                                                
roam                                              
♡                                          
f                                  
r                        
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l                                
y                        


              I
               write  these
                 poems          to    
                    to    touch   the  hearts    
            of
             ♡
         m
  a
       n
y

In                      
my mind                    
poems      are                  
        true   emblems   of                            
  a                    
♡              
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                                              These
                                               Lanterns
                                                 are  meant  to
                                                  be    my   way    to
                                                give
                                                 ♡
                                           m
                                y
                                        ♡            
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                                          h
                                                    a
                                                         n
                                                     k
                                             s
                                      ♡


These                                
Lanterns                              
are  meant  to                              
be    my   way   to                            
share                              
♡                            
m                        
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a                  
m          
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        ♡

                                                      These
                                                   Lanterns
                                                    are meant to
                                                     be  my  way  to
                                                     share
                                                      ♡
                                                         m
                                                              y
                                                                    ♡
                                                                       p
                                                                       a
                                                                      i
                                                                  n

These              
Lanterns              
are  meant to            
be   my  way   to              
share              
♡              
m          
  y    
   ♡
    s    
    i      
  g          
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t  

                                                  These
                                                Lanterns
                                                are meant to
                                                 be   my way   to
                                                   share
                                                   ♡
                                                 m
                                                      y
                                                             ♡
                                                                    p
                                                                        l
                                                                     e
                                                           a
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But                                  
most of                                
all, Lanterns                                
will always share                              
my                              
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♡              
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This is a game called life,
a game I never asked to play
a game that I felt like I would always lose
because so much has happened
more bad than good
which left me feeling weary
A young body with an old mind
Though it does come from my depression
though it does come from my anxiety
though it does comes from my fears
I have to say, I've always felt different
in how I see the world.
It truly is in the palm of the wicked
Something I've always known
But unlike most games,
there is no map,
there is no cheat code
Once you go forward,
you can't go back
Life is a game we can't restart
And I feel like a failure
The one who laments on her mistakes
The one who wishes that she could begin again
And though she knows she can't, the one who
wishes not to die but fade away...
But then it hit me one day,
for me to play, I need to love my
own reflection.
I need to know who I am at my core
I need to remember that any change I
want to come in my life
the stability I yearn for
the career I dream of
the happiness I want to feel
the love the little girl in me believes in
All of that I want to come
I know starts with my first step
I search and search but I do
see
the true reflection
that shines within me

✿⊰✲⊱✿
Then the door is opened and Esshi comes in,
curtsying. "My Lady, this came for you."
I stare at her hand. "A letter? Place it with
the others."
"My Queen, it is from King Paul. His messenger
insisted that you read it today."
"Already?" I blink as I gently take
the letter and open it, revealing it's content.

Dear Queen Lyn,
I hope this letter reaches you quickly.
I have everything planned out on my
end. The invites have been sent! I look
forward to seeing you and the other Kings
and Queen on the morrow!
Best wishes!
King Paul


✿⊰✲⊱✿
I chuckle as I place the letter back in the
envelop, "Well, you've got to hand it to him,
he works fast! Everything is going as planned.
Are Aurelinaea's presents ready?"
"Yes, My Lady!" Esshi beamed as I stare
towards the horizon with a smile.

Hold dear to your heart the Vespertine Star.
From my Kingdom of Dreams, I know where you are.
Down below where love's fickle as well as dishonest.
I hold dear the star as well as our promise.

For under the moon, you rest under a blanket.
And with soul-warming moonlight brings you here tranquil.
In a meadow of summer, we no longer repress
the love that we have. We're free to express!

For it was under the Vespertine Star that we both swore
That our souls will meet nightly in the moonlight's lore...

How easy it is for one's mind to change
from jumps and joy
to a hollow
shell

Disappointed

No
sadness
just a place I go
in mind where I walk in and
turn the **** to block noise with noise
The noise of my mind conquers the noise of my body

Disappointment travels in and out my ears
Never to stop or dock
If I let it dock,
then my bubble pops

There is nothing worse than
feeling chained and trapped
in place where the sun don't
shine

~
Tempted by the seductive whispers
of power, I took a big bite of the
forbidden fruit.
My eyes and ears open.
So now I understand the
glee and grief that comes
with knowledge.
~

I seem to be deaf to the moon.
So pure yet cold,
it's soft light whispering deep
into my soul, lulling me to a peaceful
rest and yet, I turn away
Various seconds, minutes, hours, days,
months, years blow by like the wind;
fleeting and colourless
Am I not just a speck of dust,
a dancing vapour,
a grain of sand that will
crumble and be forgotten?
How I yearn to be more,
transcend through this mortal coil
to be free of any burdens
to not let my emotions gnaw and drink
from the pools of my sense
my securities
my dreams
and turn a woodland meadows
of light, life and birdsongs
into a blackened forest with raining
ash, brimstone sky
My quill and ink are there
but my hand turns to
that of golden stone, beautiful
but stiff
Still lost I am...
Where is the girl I thought I was?
I fear that all I've cloaked
I will one day become...
I know it's all obscure
But I plan to overcome

I'm                                                      
no saint                                                      
never­ was                                                    
never will be                                                      
so      ­                                              

I                      
will make                      
your mind see                      
a scarred mortal                      
heart                    

I
fell for
a     baleful
halo disguised
white

                                        And
                                         because
                                         of       it      my
                                          heart has paid the
                                          price


I
given
trust to be
paid with several
knives

      All                                                   
  are dealt                                              
unlike hands                                              
and to play life's                                              
game        ­                                        

Why                    ­                                                                 ­       
should I                                                                                         
b­e judged for                                                              ­                          
every fault and                                                              ­                          
flaw                                                                                         

Flaws                  
make me                  
beautiful                  
I'm human like                
you                

                  Now
                    people
                     have worsen
                   making  hating
                      cool

                      ­                                              Time
              ­                                                       from my
                                                                        childhood was
                                                             ­         stolen    from   my
                                                              ­          life

I
only
want to find
my own way in
peace

I                                                       
hate you                                                     
perfection                                   ­                  
It's used way too                                                  
much                                                   

It's                                                                                             
also                                                                                              
expected­                                                                                               
from everyone                                                                                           
here                                                                                           

My      ­    
love for          
words and myth          
burns bright in my        
soul          

                               I
                              have lied
                              I have judged
                               I  make  mistakes
                            so

                                                             ­                    Why
                                                           ­                      condemn
                                                         ­                       me  because
                              ­                                                  I   am   honest
                                                         ­                          look

         I've
         got my
              share of chips
             and cracks on my
          skin

Don't                              
make me                              
some target                              
on      media's                            
wall                              

I'm                                                            ­                  
alive                                                           ­                   
Living art                                                              ­            
now broken and                                                              ­          
scared                                                          ­                

But      
God sees    
and for all    
I have done    
He    

                                will
                                deal with
                                me in time
                                  The way He sees
                                  fit

These              
L­anterns              
my lanterns              
will adorn the              
sky              

With                                                        
my truth                                                        
I am fraught                                                         
with flaws and I'm                                                          
pro­ud                                                         


   ­       Now            
          lanterns            
take a piece
of my heart and
burn

                                             Rise
                                            to the
                                             endless sky
                                               and take my soul
                                              home

EᔕᔕᕼI
~ ⚪♫⚪ ~
They enter the Queen's chambers.
So much light, yet sombre and silent.
Ainhara walks to the bedroom door;
rosewood with carvings of lilies, angels
and wings, and knocks, "My Lady?"
When she did not hear a response,
she knocks again. "My Lady, it's me
and Esshi. May we come in?"
"Yeah, come in..." comes a hoarse
voice on the other side which worries
Esshi and Ainhara both.

~ ⚪♫⚪ ~
Opening the door, Ainhara enters first,
Esshi pushing the serving trolley behind.
They found their young queen sitting on
my iris-purple kimono robe
She is not in her grand-bed; also made
of rosewood with a cherry finish. Intricate
carvings of lilies and nymphs are on the
posts, the headboard even the cream marble
top.

~ ⚪♫⚪ ~
The canopy curtains shimmer, cream-gold,
diamonds in the winds. Her rose-silk sheets
and pillows of creams, golds and browns are
covered in papers and open notebooks. Turning
their heads in the right corner of her room is
their young queen, sitting on the stool,
leaning on her hand-painted writing desk
with two large drawers, four small drawers
with golden handles; a gift from King Paul.

~ ⚪♫⚪ ~
Upon it are some small inkpots, gifts from
Queen Kim. She is even wearing her second
favourite kimono-robe, made from white rose
-silk with peacock embrodiery with matching
slippers; gifts from her mother.
Surrounding her are several letters, opened
and sealed. When she turns to face them,
they can see her smile is weak and touched
by fatigue.

She whose born to strength
Wet with love for Achilles
Her life paid for wind

How our love is all
Our days ring sweet golden sounds
Stroke words of honey

She of moonfire
Entranced by her sleeping prince
Hands on heart, serene

Tend to your garden, and pull
out the weeds. Bid goodbye
to the toxic, so you can
finally breathe.

Ice
gems
of winter.
Gleaming dew
drops on leaves and
fruits. Shimmering veils of
the rising sun. Wispy drifts of
rose clouds. Lunar flames of
Midnight's moon. A sea to us,
from man to ant. The entity of
the Earth. For every form
that it takes, it's a page of
countless stories.

No matter how the fire burns
How much the water swallows
How much the wind blows,
life will always find a way
to grow

Never undermine, never underestimate
the power and passion of
the dream of the dreamer

Fears melted away
This queen grins with utter joy
A new door opens

Colds winds kiss the leaves
Dreams are gold beneath the moon
Green tea cleans my soul

As life passes,
and time goes on,
There comes a period
where we sit and reflect on
how our journeys have
been.
Memories, happy and
sad.
Old and new come back in mind
like the dance of a butterfly,
shimmering.
We all make mistakes, yes.
But still,
We all should go through life
without the worry or need
of regrets.
Believing that all we did, do, and will do is right.
We all dig up the past, to try and understand it.
We also put bricks and cement in place for our futures...

Love                                          Is
A light        that    banishes         the    darkness
A stony cliff   that becomes  a         calm meadow
A mirror   that looks deeper than    physical features
A letter          that is        can be    read   on the   face
Muted,            as it         doesn’t    listen to rumors
Sweet rain                 that falls on all the grass
A painkiller       as well    as an infliction
A sickness   remedied  by patience
Fire that warms and burns you
A kindness with no ending.
A sliver of heaven
on this hellish
Earth

For years, I was a sleeping child
as the nights shifted to days and
days into nights.
But now, at the crack of the rising,
this Child of Then wakes to
be a Child of Now.

Flowers sways happy
The cool winds gives gentle kiss
Water flows grateful

Let my flames burn bright
Let my wealth flow steadily
Let my mind have peace

The grass can now breathe
They can drink from life's essence
and rise again strong

My black phone now rings
I heard news of my blood test
I am so relieved

Vain in their minds
Hearts filled with lust for darkness
Not all tongues are wise

Temples not sacred
Turn the sweet into sour
Numb, enslaved to vice

Bask in your originality
for all the world
to see.

I pray you will be
the loving flame that
I need to feel so warm
as well as protected
That you will spread
your wings, and drape
o'er my shoulders a
robe that shines, warms
and touches the Earth
like the sun

At my birth I drew my first breath...
my cries an announcement of my existence
My arrival.
And yet as I walk upon the water,
I stare and see you, a cold spectre above my crown.
Though I age, I feel your air circle around me.
As I age, I see your wings are aglow.
As I age, I'm nearing, nearing towards you.
And yet you stand, everstill and true.

The unlikeliest people have
wings on their backs
peace in their souls
and halos under hats

Look to painted skies
Sweet tastes from the coloured stars
The cold cloaks eternal

Light strokes her cream thighs
Gift of foresight on her lips
Her truth disbelieved

Drizzled honey on cornbread,
Darjeeling tea, open journal
and Yanni

How easy it is to remember someone
only to be slapped with the reality
that they are no longer
there.

My quill is prepared
To write another free-verse
About reigning Queens

Celestine beings
Four poems for four seasons
Inks of many hues

Ever so child-like
With my head high in the clouds
So fantastical

The light shines so bright
I trust my wandering mind
A smile on my face

I begin to stir
Fragrant scents of memories
Wake to see sunlight

Listen to the chorus of the weeping angels.
Listen to the songs that dares to ride the wind.

Inkpot is golden
My quill is dipped and ready
For the bard's freeverse

Bolt-haired and moon-skinned
Kiss of dew nourish the Earth
Flora sweetened now