UncrownedA Poem by Amata LunaA king who is honored has a queen who loves...
u n c r o w n e d
Once we were young and both old as time Together, we were woven, and never even apart But destiny deemed it not as good as what’s a dime We have to take sides, we have to be smart
I’m simple, not a lady A mere maid not a gal I’m less than what’s a peasant I’m more to do than I can
You’re gallant and you’re handsome You’re finer than refined You’re better than the best ones You’re chosen from everyone
I am but a girl outside As simple as can be You are but a master of all A rightful ruler that is called
You are a king, I am an orphan You are to be honored, I am to disguise I bow to you and you to me Oh how can this foolery can ever come to be?
For one night we were alone In such a time that our love had grown But then again you are a king And I am not but a pauper’s thing
In your vast kingdom, you have everything In all your titles, I’m compared to nothing In all your majesty I am close to the dust But you gave me such heart, in what fools called lust
Now I choose to let go and leave it all behind Forgetting that one night, long ago and past But I’ll carry those memories, the memories of us Inside me I’ll always be; the bride that never came to pass
Today I’m far away while your pages wait on you Today I am a nurse to a child you’ll never knew Today you never know, tomorrow its better not Today is far ahead, yesterday is far behind
Now that I have your prince, a rightful heir and son For what worth would it be if I have lost my man? Maybe someday, somehow and somewhere at such a time I’ll be called better, better than the queen who stands
For in truth I am a Queen, A queen who had never been A queen who will never be And will never be crowned
Amata Luna
© 2012 Amata Luna
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StatsAuthorAmata LunaAboutI write when something brings me to it. I write when somebody pushes me into it. I write when things are sad and when things are not. I write when I'm inspired. To inspire, I write. To share is to wri.. more..Writing
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