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Stiji Alphonsa Jul 2020
Its better
to deal
with
heart attacks
than
heart breaks...
Lyn-Purcell Jun 2020


My love,
I pray you forgive me for this.
By the time that this letter is received,
I would have found peace in my
childbed.

Please, have mercy on my handmaid, Hui.
I insisted that she compose and deliver
my final words to you herself...

As one of the proud flowers of
your golden garden,
I braced myself but I was still
unprepared for the chill of regret,
and winters of loveless eternities.

I will forever love and appreciate
the warmth you provided me.
I know your love is a true promise,
never one made on illusory grounds.
But what is the point of love if it is
shown yet true thoughts remain unsaid?

Before you, I am a mere moth,
and I prayed I never have to face your regal ire...
And though my heart bleeds greatly for the losses
of our twin fruits, it weeps even more
so for the loss of my sisters.

Meihua was kissed by her blade.
Yuyan was caressed by wine of gold silkworms.
I will not deny that Yuyan was proud
but she too had the dragon's blood,
it was expected of her to be so fierce.
But I never doubted her affections for you.

Forgive me if I impose but
I pray you forgive the frost of her words,
and not take them to heart.
Such thorns are born from a place of great anguish,
and it pains me so much to see you racked with it...

Even more so now because the Gods saw it fit
to take back our son and daughter both.
As the nights grow longer for me, and the days
more painful, I simply ask that you do not
take out your pain on the Second Prince.

None of us are perfect, my love.
Yuyan had fire, perhaps even too much of it...
And for that, she reduced Meihua and herself
down to embers.

Sister Yan's thoughts of Sister Han
were hot and biting, and I cannot say what
truly happened between them,
to the point that it resulted in so much bloodshed...

But I beseech  you, please do not take out
the sins of the mother on your son.
Hong'er is such a sweet and smart boy.
I imagine he has came to beg you for his mother's
mercy. That cannot be faulted, he is still a child.

Though I failed in my duty of bearing your
regal dragonseeds, I love all your children
as if they were mine own...
And soon, I will be with our ill fated children,
Our sweet son, Bai and gentle daughter, Ding'an...

I beeseech you, please, please do not blame Hong'er.
Your son needs you more, now more than ever.
Please give him all the love and support he needs
from his father now that his mother is gone.
Such a sweet child should not live a life alone...

Please promise me that you will try, that he will not be
left alone. And, if I may be so bold, confess it
to my body while it is still warm.
I may not respond, but I assure you that I will hear it.
And I will be watching of you and yours as
I tend to our babes in the Heavens,
Provided my soul is accepted and clean enough
for their Gates...

I pray you forgive me,
I am naught but a feeble, weak woman
who has failed her family, her sisters,
her children and now her husband.
Forgive me for adding more onto your grief.
But know that I am watching, with the
lotus fan you gave me many Summers ago
on my breast...

I pray that you will come through this storm
unscathed, and that you will soon know peace,
my dear Dragon King...

                            Yours cordially,
                                             The Lotus
                                                                ­    Taihe ✾



This is a continuation of my poem,'The Screen', exploring the thoughts of 6 women and here is the 3rd letter. As stated before, there will be 6 letters in total, with entwining stories.
Each of them are consort, married to a King.
Meihua was first, then Yuyan and now, Taihe!
I hope you enjoyed it, I just let the emotions flow out of me.
And I'm so happy that I've hit the halfway mark now!
Once the collection is completed, I will let you all know and post the link.
Do tell me what you think!
Be back soon with more letters and poems!
And thank you so so much for 352 followers!
You guys are amazing!
Take care everyone, stay safe and well.
Much love,
Lyn

Here are the links to the Screen and Meihua's Message. Please have a look at them when you have the time as there is more to their stories.
The Screen [Intro]: https://hellopoetry.com/poem/2667918/the-screen/
Meihua's Message: https://hellopoetry.com/poem/2681085/meihuas-message/
Yuyan's Message: https://hellopoetry.com/poem/3919420/yuyans-message/
Lyn-Purcell Jun 2020


My King,
I am light in the shade, and no slave to sin.
The charges upon me and mine name are false,
but naught can be done as you have decreed that
my kith and kin be stripped of their birthrights
and slain...

My grief knows no bounds to the injustice,
but the only assurance is that I will reunite
with them once I am free from the bonds
of this mortal coil.
The world of women is harsh and hard,
even more so as we tend to our gardens.
to be fragrant for you. To be fresh for you.
To be righteous. For you.

We are sold to carry our family names
on our shoulders and dragonseeds on our
backs.
All while living in a luxuriously guilded cage.
I am a one of many flowers you so tenderly,
proudly plucked and yet,
I am left drowning in nothing but
cold tears and everything I am scattered
to the wailing wind and raging rain.

As I take my leave of this world,
I pray you shall be of great health
and live for ten thousand years more.
You came into the world under the wings
of a storm of destiny
When the winds howled
and the seas roared

As the people paid sacrifices
to the Gods to still their rage.
Only with your loud cries did the storms
pass away and then all things became light.
The passion we once shared bore sweet fruit,
to our dear Second Prince who is carved
in your image.
He is me and he is you and he is he,
a son of the God who walks this earth.

You say you hold the Mandate of Heaven
in your claws, and all you do is mourn that
wretched sour flower with such affection,
not even seeing how my love withers in
the heart of your golden palms?
Do you truly believe that Meihua is without fault?
Without sin?
She only remained so white and youthful
because she bathed in the blood of those
she so willingly, wilfully, wrongfully spilt,
yet all you see is her aura of eternal
spring flowers?

...How I pity you...

Under her gaze was the guile far more
venomous than any krait.
I only wished for you to see the truth,
to tear her hypocritical mask of
innocence, and be your ***** friend.
As I still do!
But I see now that all my cries, my pain
our love, our history have fallen on mute ears...

I love and loved so fiercely.
I love and loved so purely.
And with the Gods as my witness,
as foolish as it may be, I love you still!
I kept myself clean from the touch
of man and have been naught but
a loyal, patient and caring wife to you
and our brood.

Meihua truly has you bewitched and
has bested me and my sisters, as she is so fang-deep
in your heart. Seeing how you will not accept
the truth, I pray that one day that it is seen.
My only wish is that you spare our child
and that he tastes only sweetness in this harsh life.
I commend my soul to the Gods,
devote my life to the stars...

And leave my heavy heart and memory
on the foot of your conscience.

For those who spill the blood of an
anointed line will see the karmatic deliverance
And not even you can halt what you
have long since set in motions.
I have resigned myself to it all.

Let the vipers lay claim to my titles,
my riches, my lands, my position,
but they will never pry the crown from my
hand nor the heat from my heart.
I will be watching all from the Gates of Death.

I have been wronged, so very wronged...

The wine of gold silkworms shall be the greatest
of comforts.
For that is sweet.
And you.
YOU are the poison which I refuse to
consume again...


                                         Yours once and never again,
                                                      Yuya­n


And it's finally arrived!
This continuation of my poem,'The Screen' and 'Meihua's Message'.
There will be 6 letters or so in total, and each of them are connected to one another.
I hope you'll enjoy it, I just let the emotions flow out of me.
Once the collection is completed, I will let you all know and it will be in a collection!
Here are the links to the Screen and Meihua's Message. Please have a look at them when you have the time as there is more to their stories.

The Screen [Intro]: https://hellopoetry.com/poem/2667918/the-screen/
Meihua's Message: https://hellopoetry.com/poem/2681085/meihuas-message/

Do tell me what you think!
Be back soon with more letters and poems!
And thank you so so much for 341 followers!
You guys are amazing.
Take care everyone, stay safe and well.
Much love,
Lyn
dlfleurival May 2020
5/17/20
You did not believe in a future I saw so clear that only existed of me and you
The walls of our world slowly slipped away and bared the ugly truth
Behind your intentions there were not true
Love is love but no one knows what it really was
Not you
Your love was not love and that’s okay
I am not angry with you
I can’t even be disappointed
Because what was there was there and now it’s gone
That’s the beauty of moving on
I can not stay in a place I do not belong
I will not stay in our universe I knew so well
You were not the person I thought you were
I never lied
I need you to know I never lied about how I felt but maybe that’s why I was here
To show you my kind of love is pure
Seasons are seasons and they eventually change
Spring turned into winter and I never knew when to leave
But now I know, I know now I have to go
Because I can not stay in a place I do not belong
Lessons, you were a lesson I’m still trying to learn
There was never a future you made me believe that now
But I wanted to believe it so bad
I wanted to believe
I wanted to believe
I wanted to believe
Please believe I wanted to believe
I am a broken person that only knows how to give love but I will not be her anymore
I want to be selfish and I deserve that more than you would ever know
But you don’t care anymore
You don’t care if I leave
I love you
I will continue too
I give love where it’s not due
Because that is who I am
I have to accept who I am
And what is not meant for me I can not hold onto
I’m done
Fighting for love
Fighting myself
Fighting you to love me and that’s not how it works
Be happy
Even though you killed me be happy and prosper
This will be my last time
No
This will be our last time
Because I can not stay where I have been and in due time it’ll be okay
I want to become the most beautiful version of myself. That is all that matters now.
Ankita Dash May 2020
I’m all out of midnight phone calls and wilted rose petals.

I’m all out of throwing out letters out of windows and building cathedrals of sand.

I’m all out of the avalanche of goosebumps your touch caused.


I yearn stillness now.
I yearn indifference.
I yearn to keep my head above the water now.


And so, your eyes are graveyards and I bury all words unsaid.
slow burn May 2020
i am utterly depressed
cascading carelessly toward a home i know so well
and with every breath getting closer to the last of mine taken
breaking ground anew inside desiccated places
where few have traveled before me
for i have been the only traveler here
i feel that's the way it's supposed to be

remorselessly remote in an ever expanding universe
we each sit alone in our tiny little pastures
fractured but with a curse for connection
and a penchant for self destruction
generally of ill intention

'tis but a sight upon which we must gaze
one another across a thousand milky ways
with hope that these sights might meet
and greet
so to speak
each others swift heartbeats
soon replete with lust and callous needs

or is it a mirage
my minds own trickery that deceives me
believing so easily what my heart wants to see
such fantasies don't seem to be free
in reality they can be quite costly

perpetually expecting the exact same thing
from the same set of circumstances
when what's happened before has caused such a
guaranteed calamity
seems i must be crazy
and that's ok with me
Oops I must be floating again
dlfleurival May 2020
5/9/20
7:54 am
And nothing else quite mattered
The universe around me didn’t exist
Not that it cared to know that I existed
And I realize I put my heart into treasures of the world
And that is what I could describe what love is to me
Because it’s hard to let go of words written so beautifully, I suppose
The scent of my hair filled the air as I took deep breaths to avoid the tears
With each rip of the brittle, old letter, I ripped matter apart, and ripped at the atoms of my heart
It fluttered symphonically below and returned back to dust just like us
There...
The earth still rotated in an universe that never knew we exist
dlfleurival May 2020
3:08 a.m.
4/25/20
I’ve painted you in colors of the rainbow
It reflected every mood that you had put me in
I loved it
I was spiraling downwards on the color orange
It was getting too hot before it even started
That’s a hazard
And here I am again...
Coloring you in black and shades of grey
Because everything you have shown was in a haze
A void that’s refusing to give
You soaked up my white
There is bad intentions in your meanings behind your words
Not everyone’s intentions are pure
Yet, I thought you were different
But, I could count how many times I’ve etched that into a poem
So, they say the sky is blue and it cries sometimes
So, where do I go with this water color blue?
Who do I give it too?
Not you.
I know better now
Painting a picture mixed with red, blue and yellow turns out to be unappealing
It was never serious
This was never serious
You were never serious
But I was
All my shades of blues never counted
Thoroughly disappointed
I smeared the color red with my fingers
I bleed from the color of love
Of what I think love is
Oh how I give
Yellow was always suppose to be mines
It was the most beautiful like the sunshine
That is what I thought I meant in your life
Yet, when the colors of the rainbow mold into one
How did black come and tainted my work of art
Moon May 2020
“Will you destroy something beautiful, just to make it perfect?
Just the way you did with your big, innocent, naïve heart, trying to fit in into this large world with small hearts?”
“Hey moonsick lover!
Do you dare to love a human (again)?
Or do you also think that love is a disease sent by devil, Satan himself from the depths of the burning hell?”
“ Will you be able to un-love someone who broke you into a million pieces?”
“Are you still lovesick? Has anyone had the courage to embrace your open wounds, kiss your scars and mend your shattered, yet caring heart, with his own?”
“Do you still hope that someday, someone will make you whole, again?”
“What if a person comes as your salvation one day, and brings a real smile on your face accustomed for fake smiles?”
“What if that person makes you feel complete again?”
“Now, what if that person, the one who enabled you to heal, is stolen by the world?”

“What happens then?”

“I’ll tell you what happens then. You will gather all your pieces, go down to the burning fires of hell, take help from the devil, come back roaring back in agony, and
WREAK HAVOC ON THIS WORLD!”
For the ones, hurt by love...for everyone who found and lost their loved one..for the heart which wants to destroy everything that snatched their loved one through wrath.
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