Lover-of-the-Rose

An Ode to the Stars Oh stars so pure and humble That hide the secrets of your admirers and their desires So bright... so plentiful... so fleeting... Stars that bare the scars of time Stars that cannot be mine Oh star so bright with Night’s light That give me strength to hold on to life Far from grasp yet so close to desire Slaves to the moon that guides the tide If only you could be mine… Nights spent with my imagination Painting with constellations Longing to be a part of your midnight dance Times spent reaching to the sky Yet still you weren’t mine What a fool I was To fall for twilight's majesty Now I am

                                 The Nameless       “In the depth of the Holy City there is said to be a city of its own, known as the ‘City of the Fallen’. Its location is known to only a rare few of the surviving Ancients. The city is said to be guarded by a woman called Eve. Little is known about her or what the corrupted city harbors. There is only one thing we know that dwells in the city... a great power is hidden there. A power greater than that of the Sword of Fate… Well that’s all for tonight young ones, time for you to go to bed.” Fallen Elder Jiro said before he closed the ancient book whose pa

Coffee and Manuscripts The scene the same as always A room for two and books, books, and nothing but books scattered. No trace of the light blue carpet that covers the paint splattered floor. Manuscripts, yes, Manuscripts one after another cover the plush gray bed. A run of the mill girl in her world slaving away for what? Fame? Fortune? Attention? What? Who knows anymore she’s too far gone to remember. She waits for something…. An idea? A miracle? A sign? Nope just another cup of coffee. She leaves her domain to foreign territory The kitchen avoiding her mother’s harsh ridicule, and her brother’s shameless profani

    I head to the hospital hoping my mother was feeling better as I headed to my mother's room I saw a girl in a red dress leave my mother's room her skin was tan dark brown eyes her hair reminded me of mine in some way....Her smile though struck out to me as a bit fake she walked past me and dropped something a ring.A sliver ring with the letters M+K engraved in the ring and a a pretty good sized diamond on top.I picked it up and putting it in my pocket for safe keeping.    I enter my mother's room and smiled as I saw her look a lot better today I also noticed some new flowers in her room."Hello mother you should lay do