🎵 Colour of Love
By Morning Star
Genre: Acoustic Ballad / Love Song
Key: C major or A minor for warmth and longing
Tempo: Slow (60–65 bpm)


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🎶 Verse 1
I love him—though he may never know,
I walk beside where he’ll never go.
He speaks, and I fall every time,
Just a kind hello can shift my mind.


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🎶 Verse 2
I try to be there when he speaks,
Hoping love will find its reach.
But he may never truly see
How much I long for him and me.


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🎶 Chorus
I love his eyes, warm and true,
The way his smile lights the room.
His hands bring peace, not harm or pain,
A gentle soul I can't explain.

I hold him close inside my mind,
A quiet ache I cannot hide.
He may not be mine in this life—
But in my dreams…
He's by my side.


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🎶 Verse 3
At night he whispers, soft and clear,
The words I’ve longed so long to hear.
That I am loved, that I belong,
That I was seen by him all along.


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🎶 Chorus (repeat)
I love his eyes, warm and true,
The way his smile lights the room.
His voice, his laugh, the way he stands—
So far from reach, yet close at hand.

And though he may never be mine,
Just moments shared feel so divine.
A lifetime’s love inside a glance,
A silent wish for one more chance.


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🎶 Bridge (soft, maybe whispered)
I’d tell him all, but I’m afraid—
My words might make him drift away.
So I will love him from afar…
And hold him close within my heart.


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🎶 Final Chorus
I love him—always, and I will.
Though he’s happy, I stand still.
There’s nothing more that I can do…
I just…
I just wish he knew.

Still A light
By Morning Star

In my mind, I create a space—
Natural, calm, a sacred place,
Where beauty, grace, and spirit light
Dance freely through the velvet night.

Pure of spirit, kind of heart,
The daisies sway, a gentle start.
Buttercups in yellow bloom
Circle round the daffodil’s tune.

Bleeding hearts begin to fall,
Like teardrops from a springtime call—
Waterfalls of feeling flow,
Where April’s light and showers grow.

Shapes of angels floating by,
Emanate from the calm blue sky.
Their wings of light in silence glide,
No need to clutch, no need to hide.

You cannot fall—you only float,
Lifted in a feathered coat.
The air so still, the soul so wide—
You feel the truth of life inside.

Your presence, light, your breath, your grace—
Awakens love in every place.
This heart, though pained, still knows its song—
Still stands in peace, in spirit strong.

And even when my body aches,
My heart a deeper calm still makes.
For in this garden, pure and true,
I hold a light the dark can't undo.

Awareness shines from deep within,
No storm can touch where I begin.
I am love, and I am light—
Whole and held in truth’s own might.

Nothing lost, and none to fear—
My soul is one, my path is clear.
No matter if I'm left behind—
I still am light. I still will shine.

🎵 For the First Time
By Morning Star

Genre: Dream Pop / Acoustic Ballad
Tempo: Slow, 60–65 bpm
Key: B minor or A minor for a moody tenderness


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🎶 Verse 1
For the first time,
I see you lying on my pillow,
In the hush of night,
When I’m alone but never solo.

Your scent it lingers, soft and deep,
Your arms, they hold me in my sleep—
And for the first time,
Something feels true.


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🎶 Chorus
A beating heart,
I feel it bloom in you.
When we're apart,
Your whispers break right through.
Laid upon your chest, I rest,
Where the stars align in quest—
For the first time,
I’m held by love, not less.


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🎶 Verse 2
Each quiet breath,
It finds me in the dark,
A silent flame
That softly leaves a mark.

Each moment that you're far from me,
I hear your voice in memory—
Like distant waves
That call me home.


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🎶 Chorus (repeat)
A beating heart,
I feel it bloom in you.
When we're apart,
Your whispers break right through.
Laid upon your chest, I rest,
Where the stars align in quest—
For the first time,
I’m held by love, not less.


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🎶 Outro (whispered or humming)
For the first time…
The stars know why…
I see you...
And I don’t have to try.

Here’s my poem “Hare” transformed into a song — gentle, mystical, and folk-inspired. Think along the lines of AURORA, Florence + The Machine (in a quieter mood), or Joni Mitchell’s acoustic ballads, with soft guitar or harp and atmospheric layers.


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🎵 Hare
By Morning Star
Genre: Dream-Folk / Ethereal Acoustic
Tempo: Slow to mid-tempo (65–75 bpm)
Key: D minor or A minor for mystery and earthiness


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🎶 Verse 1
I am a hare—soft and free,
Wild as waves upon the sea.
Mother Earth beneath my feet,
Where heart and soul in silence meet.

🎶 Verse 2
The moon is near, my glowing guide,
The stars reveal what truth can hide.
The meadow sings in colors bright,
Its flowers hum through day and night.


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🎶 Chorus
And if you see, truly see—
There’s a tale in the wind, in the rustling leaves.
In every stream, every tree,
There’s a song of the wild still living in me.


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🎶 Verse 3
The stream flows down past the misty mill,
A lullaby so soft, so still.
The deer arise with twilight’s bloom,
Their shadows dance beneath the moon.


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🎶 Chorus
And if you see, truly see—
There’s a tale in the breeze, in the hush of the reeds.
In every wing, every seed,
There’s a world that was lost, still begging to be.


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🎶 Bridge (instrumental or whispered vocals)
Butterflies in beams of gold,
A sacred dance the earth still holds.
Watch them fly, feel them near—
The wild speaks when the heart can hear.


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🎶 Final Chorus
So if you see, truly see—
There’s a life in the hush, in the harmony.
Not just in dreams, but in me—
I am the hare, and I run wild and free.

Hare
By Morning Star

I am a hare—soft, carefree,
Gentle, yet strong and wild as the sea.
Mother Earth is my sacred ground,
The only place my soul is found.

The moon, my closest, glowing friend,
The stars, they see where truths ascend.
The flowers hum in meadowlight,
Whispering songs through day and night.

The stream flows down past misty mill,
Its waters hush, serene and still.
The deer await the dusk’s perfume,
To wander through the twilight bloom.

The lake reflects the golden skies,
Midday sun in silver lies.
If you open your eyes—truly see—
You’ll find a tale in harmony.

Bring in the butterflies, soft and bright,
Watch them dance in beams of light.
A life unfolds before your glance—
A sacred world, a mystic dance.

Here’s my poem “Guiding You Home” as a gentle, emotional lullaby-style song—think soft acoustic guitar or piano, slow tempo (around 60–70 bpm), with a warm, nurturing vocal (like Norah Jones, Eva Cassidy, or a soft Lana Del Rey ballad):


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🎵 Guiding You Home

Genre: Lullaby / Soft Acoustic
Tempo: Slow and soothing
Key: C Major or A minor


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🌙 Verse 1
When you're afraid, and you've lost your way
Look to the moon—I’ll be lighting your stay
When you feel lonely, when tears fill your eyes
I'll be the blanket that holds you at night


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🌧️ Verse 2
When you are cold and the storm rolls in
I’ll be the sunlight that warms you within
And when the thunder has drifted away
I’ll paint a rainbow that dares you to stay


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🌈 Chorus
So go on, be happy, let memories flow
Carry my love wherever you go
Walk with your eyes open wide, never roam
Too far from the light that's guiding you home


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🌤️ Bridge
No need to fear, you’re never alone
Whispers of love will carry you home
Even when shadows fall silent and deep
My heart’s in the stars, watching you sleep


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🌈 Chorus (repeat)
So go on, be happy, let memories flow
Carry my love wherever you go
Walk with your eyes open wide, never roam
Too far from the light that's guiding you home


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✨ Outro (soft, fading)
Guiding you home...
Guiding you home...
Wherever you go, I’m guiding you home...

🎵 “Believe”

Genre: Cinematic Pop / Empowerment Ballad
Tempo: Slow to mid-tempo (75–80 bpm)
Tone: Uplifting, mystical, grounded in strength and light
Written by: Morning Star


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🎶 Verse 1
She has a dance, she sings it well
She shines her light in frozen hell
She turns her back on shadows tall
And runs to hills where mists will fall


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🎶 Verse 2
She will not, shall not ever see
The depth of his depravity
For she has warmth, and she has grace
And friends who hold her in their faith


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🎶 Chorus
She is safe, she is strong
Time will pass, the pain be gone
The flowers bloom, the gardens rise
And full the moon in watching skies
She has a light that lights the way
She’ll be a star in darkest day
So write it bright and lead your song
You were loved all along


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🎶 Verse 3
She cannot live within the shame
For none of it was hers to claim
She walks the path that bends with trust
And leaves the ashes in the dust


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🎶 Chorus
She is safe, she is free
She walks in love and dignity
The bloom returns, the night will fade
She is the spark that won’t betray
So shine it high and speak it clear
You are the voice they need to hear
Write it happy, guide the flame
You are more than just a name


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🎶 Bridge (soft, almost spoken)
Believe… they’re there, they always were
Writing songs for you to hear
Believe… they care, they always did
They held the light when yours was hid


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🎶 Final Chorus (soaring)
You are safe, you are whole
The stars still echo through your soul
You are the dream, you are the flame
The one who rose and said their name
So write it happy, lead the way—
Believe in love, believe…

This is a beautifully intimate and introspective piece, soft with longing and painted with romantic impressionism. I’ve adapted your poem into a dreamy acoustic ballad, perfect for an artist like Norah Jones, Damien Rice, or Lana Del Rey—something warm, wistful, and timeless.


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🎵 “Somewhere in Time”

Acoustic / Indie-Folk Ballad — Slow tempo (68 bpm)
Written by: Morning Star


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🎶 Verse 1
Somewhere in time, I wandered far
To a hillside still, beneath the stars
A dream I once held in my chest
Set alight when our hearts met

Your smile, so soft, it lit the air
Your eyes, they pulled me unaware
A kiss that stopped the world from turning
A touch that left my silence burning


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🎶 Chorus
If I unfold the canvas of my heart
Would you take your brush and leave a mark?
In a space where nothing moves but time
Would you stay and color what's mine?
And when the final stroke is done
Would the hunt be over, and I the one?


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🎶 Verse 2
The words you speak, I always hear
Even if the shades aren’t clear
Your hands—they draw a softer line
A picture only I define


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🎶 Chorus
If I unfold the canvas of my heart
Would you take your brush and leave a mark?
In a space where nothing moves but time
Would you stay and color what's mine?
And when the final stroke is done
Would the hunt be over, and I the one?


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🎶 Bridge
Not every masterpiece needs gold
Some are quiet, deep, and bold
If you could see what I reveal—
Would you believe the love is real?


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🎶 Final Chorus (gentle and hopeful)
If I unfold the canvas of my heart
Would you take your brush and play your part?
In a space that asks for nothing more—
Would you paint the home you're looking for?
And once the masterpiece is found
Would you lay your burdens down?

Absolutely. Here's my  poem reshaped into a moody, empowering alt-pop song — something that would suit an artist like Halsey, Aurora, or Billie Eilish. It’s emotional, melodic, and slightly dark, but ultimately about reclaiming self and power.

🎵 "The Whisper in the Wind"
Dark Alt-Pop / Ethereal Ballad – Slow tempo (70 bpm)

🎶 Verse 1
I am the wave that time forgot
A frozen sea, a melting thought
The whisper caught in branches bare
The child you lost—still standing there

I grew from cracks you left behind
A flower clawing toward the light
I cast a spell with every breath
And turned my sorrow into strength

🎶 Pre-Chorus
You don’t see the flame beneath
The quiet girl can burn the seas

🎶 Chorus
I’m the whisper in the wind
The frost, the fire, the secret sin
Cut too deep when held too tight
But drown you softly in the night
If I’m not heard, then I will scream
I’ll steal the silence from your dream
Don’t mistake my gentle flood
For anything but rising blood

🎶 Verse 2
I am the hush before the storm
A cautious step that breaks the norm
Don’t read my stillness as defeat
I’ll rise from where you laid my grief

🎶 Pre-Chorus
For what I want, I will not beg
I’ll shake the ground with silent steps

🎶 Chorus
I’m the whisper in the wind
The frost, the fire, the secret sin
Cut too deep when held too tight
But drown you softly in the night
If I’m not heard, then I will scream
I’ll steal the silence from your dream
Don’t mistake my gentle flood
For anything but rising blood

🎶 Bridge (Breakdown)
I'll dry the flood, I’ll twist the tide
Take back the words you pushed aside
Don’t look for mercy in my eyes—
I’ve learned to bloom beneath goodbyes

🎶 Final Chorus (softer start, then power)
I’m the whisper in the wind
The frost, the fire, the secret sin
Cut too deep when held too tight
But drown you softly in the night
If I’m not given—I will take
And leave a storm within my wake
Don’t mistake my gentle flood
For anything but rising blood

🎵 "Where Love Belongs"
(Haunting Alt-Pop Ballad)
Tempo: 68 bpm – slow, brooding
Key: Em (E minor)
Mood: Raw, magnetic, bittersweet
Instrumentation suggestion: Sparse piano, ambient synths, cello, heartbeat kick


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🎶 Verse 1
You said you’re fine—but silence screamed
Louder than the words you mean
You kissed like someone half-awake
And touched me just enough to break

I traced the edges of your lies
Behind your calm, I saw the cries
You pull away, then beg to stay
You leave—but never walk away


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🎶 Pre-Chorus
You wear your hurt like holy skin
But keep me out, you lock me in
You swear that you were never gone—
But I’ve been sleeping with a ghost too long


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🎶 Chorus
Where love belongs is not in pain
Not in your whispers laced with shame
But still I feel you in the dark
A fading flame, a buried spark
You never said it—but I knew
You loved me more than you let through
So if you ever turn around…
I’ll be where love belongs


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🎶 Verse 2
You talk in riddles, fold the truth
Like paper cuts too close to proof
You say you’re lost, but I can tell
You just don’t trust yourself to dwell

Your silence builds a higher wall
Each word you speak—another fall
But even still, I wait, I bleed
For something deeper than your need


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🎶 Pre-Chorus
You call it space, but it's a war
Between your fear and wanting more
And though your mouth denies the song—
Your eyes confess where love belongs


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🎶 Chorus (repeat)
Where love belongs is not in pain
Not in your whispers laced with shame
But still I feel you in the dark
A fading flame, a buried spark
You never said it—but I knew
You loved me more than you let through
So if you ever turn around…
I’ll be where love belongs


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🎶 Bridge
Maybe one day you'll lay it bare
The truth that trembled in your stare
You'll come undone, you’ll speak my name—
And I won't need to ask again


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🎶 Final Chorus (soft then build)
Where love belongs, it's never gone
It lingers when the night is long
And if your silence ever breaks—
I'll catch the words your heart still aches
You never said it—but it's true…
You loved me more than you could do
So if you ever turn around…
I’ll still be
Where love belongs.

🎵 "Before Summer’s Take"
(Acoustic folk ballad – gentle fingerpicked guitar, 70–75 bpm)
Key: G major (capo 3rd fret if you want a higher, breezy tone)

[Verse 1]
Before summer’s touch,
Before golden light,
The ice I held inside
Would steal away the night.
But now the warmth begins,
And birds begin to sing—
The cold no longer wins,
And I can feel the spring.

[Verse 2]
No more winter’s bite,
No more candle tears,
No more frost that finds
The cracks from all those years.
Just the trickle of a stream,
A dream I thought was gone,
Now whispers back to me—
“Darling, carry on.”

[Chorus]
Let it shine, let it show,
Let your soft heart overflow.
Melt the blue, let colour stay,
Let your soul be bright today.
Breathe it in, don’t turn away—
Before summer takes
The dark away.

[Verse 3]
Gentle waters soothe,
Petals start to rise,
Even walls can bloom
Beneath new skies.
Paint it all in light—
A brushstroke at a time—
You’ve made it through the night,
And morning feels like mine.

[Chorus – repeat with more harmony]
Let it shine, let it show,
Let your soft heart overflow.
Melt the blue, let colour stay,
Let your soul be bright today.
Breathe it in, don’t turn away—
Before summer takes
The dark away.

"Last Poem"
by Morning Star

If this is the last poem I’ll ever write,
let it be made of fading light—
a breath between the stars and me,
a truth unspoken, finally free.

Let it hold the scent of autumn rain,
the echo left after leaving pain.
Let it whisper where my voice once broke,
a dream half-healed, a word half-spoke.

If this is the final line I send,
let it not beg or break or bend.
Let it stand where silence grew—
a quiet vow: I carried through.

No ribboned end, no rhyme to keep—
just peace enough to fall asleep.
A hush between the heart and sky...
the last poem, and no goodbye.

> I walk the line through narrow streets—
Heavy walls close in on me.
I try so hard to do things right,
To live a day. To sleep a night.

My body’s tired. My mind is fast—
A storm of fear and angry past.
Full of pain and dread and sin,
Wanting just to leave this skin


I'm still inside the walls I built—
they shake with blame, they drip with guilt.
Each brick, a name I learned by heart,
each shadow knows the broken part.

I try to breathe but air won't stay,
it slips like ghosts and runs away.
The floorboards creak with things unsaid,
the night crawls in and fills my bed.

The mirrors lie or stare too long,
they hum the tune of someone’s wrong.
And I can’t scream—it’s much too late,
the silence knows, it guards the gate.

I press my palms against the frame,
but all I feel is glass and flame.
It burns but doesn't leave a mark,
it hides like wolves that haunt the dark.

So if I sleep, don’t pull me back,
don’t light the match, don’t break the black.
Just let me float in this old skin—
still inside, but not giving in.

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Shine bright my love my light lovely mom
who gave me  life
In my children you helped to grow I'll see your funny laughs
and know
that every tiny little turn they take
you’ll help them as they go
The brightest star I'll see your light shine on
The owl at night I'll hear your call go on
The rain drops gentle on my face like tears I can not cry
The magnolia tree its gentle flowers in our garden space
Sitting under the cherry tree
The swinging seat your brother made for you and me
A feather falling on my face
I'll feel your gentle stroke
When our stream begins to flow
I'll know your here to say hello
And when the sun warms up my face I'll feel you warmth your glow
When the sun goes down each night I'll  hear you whispers say good-night
When the moon is full so white
I'll know your somewhere shining bright
When in December it's starts to snow I'll remember not to let  go
Of all the love and memories
The gifts that a mother brings
Through my tiny grand childs eyes through her tiny baby smiles
I'll know your there living on
Into the future my lovely mom **

Beach

Search inside, fall into sleep—
Visit before the endless deep.
Bright sunshine, a happy girl,
Tales swirl down the winding creek.

Know the nothing—fear the dark,
Remove the anger, shed the spark.
Wrap it up into a square,
Place it down and stamp it there.

Stamp the hell out of its face,
Open veins—knife plunged with grace.
They won’t breathe again—no more—
Take the essence, heal, restore.

Hold it tight, don’t leave at night,
Lead her heart to beach’s light.
Lie beneath the summer’s heat,
Let the waves make pain retreat.

Let tears fall, embrace like rain,
Hold each grain to soothe the pain.
Safe to trust yourself again—
The only one who’ll truly remain.

Together—only way you’re sane.

Can Ever Speak

You took my crush, so small, so frail—
And said I’d never speak at all.
Let them see me as a freak—
To hell with you, to hell with them.

I will not speak, but not because I’m forced,
Not because I’m trapped inside your cause.
I choose this silence—freedom’s breath—
Because it breaks your chains, not death.

You took all that you could claim,
But now I’m free, beyond your game.
Not silenced by my fear or pain,
But by my will to break your reign.

Silence is my quiet throne,
Where I am sovereign, stand alone.
The universe will take its course,
And in its time, repay your force.

But unlike you, I won’t behold,
The ripping life, the darkness cold.
One day I’ll sleep, and in that peace,
Find rest where cruelty will cease.

Before Summers Take

Before summer’s touch,
The sun’s warm golden crispness melts
The cold ice held inside of you.

No more do broken winters bite,
No more tears by candlelight,
No more frost’s cruel burn at night,
No more chills from winds of fright.

Only warmth of summer’s glow,
And birds that sing soft songs below,
The gentle trickle of a stream
Flows warm and clear—awak’ning dreams.

Gentle waters soothe a fragile heart,
Till smiles grow strong and shadows part.
Yellow light now melts your day—
Ice-cold blue drifts far away.

Be happy, free—let walls not climb,
But honey-suckle light sublime.
Open wide a flower of new light,
Spring whispers softly in the night.

Take gentle brush with colours bright—
On this new canvas, now you write.

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🎵 “Behind” – Song Version

By Morning Star
Style: Cinematic folk / emotional ballad
Tempo: Slow (60–70 bpm)
Key: A minor (sorrowful but hopeful)


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[Verse 1]

Hope is all she holds tonight,
An everlasting, fragile light.
She learns to calm the storm inside—
Still tries to leave the pain behind.


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[Verse 2]

No one sees her. No one can.
Everything is dark again.
But even in the blackest hour,
She dares to rise, she finds her power.


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[Chorus] (soft, rising)

No way she's letting go—
This fight is hers to own.
She counts the swords of yesterday,
But they won’t steal today.
A knight may come, or may not be—
But she will be her own rescue, free.


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[Verse 3]

She walks alone where shadows fall,
Yet holds her heart through it all.
No fairy tale, no shining steel—
Just scars that taught her how to feel.


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[Chorus] (repeat, stronger)

No way she's letting go—
This fight is hers to own.
She counts the swords of yesterday,
But they won’t steal today.
A knight may come, or may not be—
But she will be her own rescue, free.


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[Bridge] (whispered or instrumental)

You don't need saving,
You're the flame still blazing...
You don't need saving,
You're the one worth raising...


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[Final Chorus] (gentle, fading)

No way she's letting go—
She’s stronger than they know.
She counts the swords of yesterday...
But she walks free today.
The knight was always there inside—
She never really had yo hide

The Hare's Song
I am the hare—soft of foot,
Carefree, gentle, yet strong of root.
Born of the meadow, wild and wide,
Where Earth is home, and I abide.

The moon is my sister, silver-eyed,
She guards my dreams when shadows bide.
The stars above—my watchers true,
They know my name. They whisper too.

The flowers in the field, they sing—
Old songs of love, of death, of spring.
Their petals speak to hearts that hear,
Of all that's lost, and all that's near.

The stream, she hums a lullaby
That winds her way through moss and sky,
Down to the mill wrapped soft in mist,
Where time forgets the things it kissed.

The deer, they wait till dusk is nigh,
Then move like ghosts beneath the sky.
They bow to dusk, they pass unseen,
Through twilight veils of ash and green.

The lake, it glows with sun’s last breath—
A mirror still, untouched by death.
And should you dare to gently gaze,
You’ll see the world behind the haze.

Call forth the butterflies, sweet and shy,
They dance like spells across the sky.
And in their wings, you’ll find a trance—
A fleeting truth, a sacred glance.

So listen well and walk with care—
The world is old, and I am there.
A hare, a soul, a song, a flame—
And if you listen, you’ll know my name.

Wild Horses
From little streets of sun and play
To days with friends and skies so grey,
I come from love, a family nest
Where joy and laughter made me blessed.

To sunny hills and castle heights,
To mountain trails and starry nights—
Where wild horses ran so free,
And all the world poured into me.

Blue lagoons, and oceans wide,
The shimmer danced upon the tide.
And every night, beneath the moon,
I whispered dreams in nature’s tune.

The angels still, they speak so near,
Their voices soft, I always hear.
The woodland's breath, the blossom’s sigh,
The scent of spring just drifting by.

There’s love that lives in all I see—
No room for winter’s chill in me.
Let spring once more awake my soul,
And summer come to make me whole.

I Am Not of This World

By Morning Star – April 2024 )

I am the wind,
the fire,
the earth.

I am the dance
of wolves and birds.

I am the colours
of the breeze.
I am the glisten
through the trees.

There is so much
I am—
of earth.
But I am not
of this world.

I am
forever summer breeze.
I am
forever healed.

For I am not
my mind,
my body.
I am only—
my spirit.

I cannot feel sorrow.
For I am not
my mind.

I am not
the tears of rain.
Nor the broken heart.

I am
the wind,
the fire,
the earth.

I am
the dance,
the warmth,
the energy—
of life.

Pull

By Morning Star – April 2024 (Refined)

Colours burn into my mind—
Twisting, turning, open wide.
Rain is beating in the heart,
Like tears of years,
untold,
apart.

Hoping someone soon will come,
Hold the sword,
Bring the sun—
Take away the shadows there,
Pull me from their angry glare.

Soft,
The hare runs swiftly by,
Rushing toward the open sky.

The deer—
Too scared to move—
While hunters loom,
And swords pursue.

Little one has found a dream—
To captivate,
To stop the scream.
She reaches out,
And with his light,
She steps into
a new,
bright life.

But anchors tight
still pull her back.
She fights—
She braves
the open crack.

Yet still she hears
the voice,
the chill.
The evil—
broken—
heavy,
still.

It calls.
And no one comes.
And no one will—
Not while storms
are crashing
through.

Sewing Box

By Morning Star (May 2021 – Refined for Flow and Voice)

I see it over there.
I see it in the sitting room
while I’m sat on the stair.

A place I often found myself—
Sitting in the window shelf,
Early hours,
hearing you scream.
Crashing tone.
Angry sounds.
Banging doors.

Little one—
I hide alone.

Hope a little deer
doesn’t lose her little smile.
Hoping that the hare is out,
and gently bounces home.
Hoping that the moon still shone,
and owls still listen near.

Staring up
into the moon—
Wish you to return.

WHAT IF SHE’S GONE?

A promise often said
Made a child tremble.
Fear—
of being left
for others’ prey.

When she is gone,
the shadows come.

WHAT WAS THAT?
SHE LEFT THE SEWING BOX BEHIND.
As they may need it...

To slowly stitch up
slices of flesh—
or simply
tie a knot.

So,
let’s stitch up our empty hearts.

Say no more—
I’m through.
Torn, another night
we are
apart.

From what was made
then broke—
when a new life
she tore.

Children.
And we are older—
don’t need another now.

Let’s stitch up the empty heart
that can never heal.

There will always be
an empty space.
That cannot be filled.
Nor be replaced
by any other.
Cannot be bridged
or covered.

And will never heal.

She is gone.
My lovely mother.
Who I couldn’t bear
to be parted from.

She is gone.

Why not leave
my mother?
As we may need her.

Why not leave
my mother?
No—
I chose.
You made me choose.
You asked me,
and I said yes.
Go—I’m fine.

But I meant
don’t go.
I’m alone here.
Don’t leave.
Please—God—
don’t leave the sewing box
lying in the hall.

I’ll have to take the scissors out
and leave a scar
for sure.

Stitches
do not heal
scars
you are afraid to show.

Stitches only make you
see.

All.

Soon—
I’ll have to go.
Now leave.

Or I am to go.
But I may leave
no box.
Nor in a box
shall leave.

Alone.

For now,
she’s gone—
and
I am lost.

🎸 Colour of Love

By Morning Star – Acoustic Version
Key: G major
Tempo: Slow (65–75 bpm)
Strumming: Soft down-strums or fingerpicking


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[Intro]
G   Em   C   D


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[Verse 1]
G             Em
I love him, though he may never know
C                   D
I walk beside where we may never go
G               Em
I’m captured by his kind hello
C                 D             G
I love him still, though he may never know


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[Verse 2]
G              Em
I try to be there when he speaks
C                     D
Wishing his love would reach to me
G                    Em
Yet he may never truly see
C              D            G
How much I dream of us to be


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[Chorus]
Em               Bm
I love his eyes, so warm, so true
C                  G
His steady hands, his calm breakthrough
Em                Bm
His smile wraps me soft and wide
C               D
He brings me peace I cannot hide


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[Verse 3]
G                   Em
I hold him close—so close, it hurts
C                   D
Knowing he may never be mine
G                  Em
But in the night, my dreams are safe
C               D            G
And he is there, just for a time


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[Bridge – soft picking]
Em                 Bm
I wish I had the words to say
C                G
But fear he’d only fly away
Em                   Bm
So I just love him from afar
C                D
And keep him safe inside my heart


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[Final Chorus]
G              Em
He’s happy there—without me still
C                 D
But I will love him, always will
G                Em
And though there’s nothing I can do
C              D               G
I close my eyes and wish… he knew


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[Outro – gentle fade]
G   Em   C   D
G (let ring)

🎶 “Believe” – Song Version

[Verse 1]
She has a dance, and sings it well
She shines her light in frozen hell
She turns from shadows tall and grey
And runs to mists that lead the way

[Chorus]
Believe—you're safe, you're strong
The night won’t last, the pain won’t stay long
You shine, you love, you rise above
You are held, you are enough

[Verse 2]
She cannot see the past so deep
But in her soul, the love will keep
With every bloom and rising moon
She heals herself and sings her tune

[Chorus]
Believe—you're brave, you're light
You belong to someone holding tight
You're not alone, you’re not the fall
You are the bloom that outlives it all

[Bridge]
Write it happy, lead the way
Be the star who makes the day
They are there, though far apart
Writing songs to heal your heart

[Final Chorus]
Believe—they care, they always will
Their love is quiet, deep, and still
You shine, you love, you rise above
You are seen.
You are enough.

🎵 “Lady of the Lake” – Song Lyrics
By Morning Star (Feb 2022)

[Intro – whispered or sung gently]
Lady of the lake… Lady of the lake…

[Verse 1]
She walks again through waters misty blue
As dusk settles on the moonlit view
She lights a lantern, soft and bright
To guide her love through dream and night

[Pre-Chorus]
But she can't hear the voice that calls
She cannot see the one who falls
He’s waiting there, her ghost unseen
A spirit bound in love between

[Chorus]
Lady of the lake, will you be free?
Held by love or lost in mystery
He reaches out, but feels no flame
Still he calls her name... he calls her name

[Verse 2]
He takes her hand, no warmth she shows
Until her frightened spirit knows
She twists and turns, still locked in fear
But his heartbeat breaks through, drawing near

[Pre-Chorus 2]
She breathes again, begins to feel
A love that’s strong, a love that’s real
Not control, but calm and true
She quivers soft, awakened new

[Chorus]
Lady of the lake, now can you see?
Love was never chains, but setting free
He holds her close, protects her storm
She sails with him through waters warm

[Bridge]
And as they drift, a journey wide
Into the sea where hearts collide
She lays her head upon his chest
Her fears dissolve, her soul finds rest

[Verse 3 – haunting, slow]
But morning light begins to play
She slips into the lake’s cool sway
He sleeps alone, the dawn unaware
Her spirit dances through the air

[Final Chorus – softer, aching]
Lady of the lake, must you depart?
You left the night, but not his heart
She turns once more, their gaze is drawn
She waits again for twilight’s song

[Outro – whispered]
Lady of the lake… for love returns… at dawn.

🌙 “Nanna’s Near” – Song Lyrics
By Morning Star (Feb 2022)

[Verse 1]
Raindrops fall like silent tears
When the breeze blows, I feel you near
In the sunrise, soft and bright
You’re the warmth that holds me tight

[Verse 2]
When the moon begins to glow
On misty moors so far below
I see you shimmer, soft and clear
A gentle voice that whispers near

[Chorus]
When your tears fall in the rain
I feel you wash away the pain
And when the stars light up the dark
I know you're safe, I feel your spark
If I ever need you here
I just look and know you're near
In my children’s eyes so dear
I see your soul, Nanna’s near

[Verse 3]
You turn the sky to silver blue
And I can almost walk with you
In every laugh, in every sigh
I hear your love, I see you shine

[Chorus – repeat]
When your tears fall in the rain
I feel you wash away the pain
And when the stars light up the dark
I know you're safe, I feel your spark
If I ever need you here
I just look and know you're near
In my children’s eyes so clear
I see your smile, Nanna’s near

[Outro – soft/spoken or sung]
So I’ll kiss them tenderly...
And whisper low: Nanna’s here with me


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Raindrops fall like silent tears,
When the breeze blows, I feel you near.
In the sunrise, soft and bright,
You're the warmth upon my face, the light.

When the moon begins to glow,
And misty moors lie far below,
I see you shimmer, soft hello,
Your gentle presence in moonlight’s flow.

When tears fall down in raindrop form
And touch my hair so soft and warm,
I’ll know it’s you, still always there,
A silent sign that you still care.

When gently you turn on the stars,
I’ll know you’re safe, wherever you are.
And if I long to see your face,
I look into my children’s grace.

You shine through them, forever near—
And I will kiss them,
Whisper:  nannas here.

City of Human Kind

by Morning Star

I sat today and watched your way—
Some so cold, hurried away.
A man asked for a pound to spare
To buy his food, to ride somewhere.

Men in suits dashed off to work,
No time to stop or share or smirk.
Ladies smiling, others lurk,
Little children looking up—
Seeing grown-ups mess it up.

Beggars foraging for ****-ends,
What kind of life is this, my friends?
A street so full of every kind,
Different tongues and troubled minds.

Arguments between a few,
Lads in crowds not thinking through,
Girls giggling as they run,
A man steals goods—then he’s gone.

People queuing for the bus,
Dropping papers, missing luck.
Policemen walking, taxis flash,
Strangers passing, brief eye clash.

Mindful people walking slow,
Taking in the city’s glow.
Sad and lonely souls I see,
Looking lost, and cold, not free.

People of all kinds appear,
One race—called human—gathered here.
All together in my window frame,
Free,
Unaware they’re part of the same.

Old, young, short, tall,
Dark, light, strong, small—
A city full of people all.

And love?
I saw it in them all.

Just a moment I sat today,
Yet a lifetime walked my way.

Amazing city—now I take
The train back home, past river, lake.
Back to a lane, a country gate—
Total silence seals my fate.

From city heat to country night,
A different world, a softer light.

I saw the poverty. I saw the poetry.
The street painter.
The flute’s soft song.
The rich, the poor, the right, the wrong.

My day in the city—
A moment to treasure,
A poem of people
That lives forever.

Fell Into the Light”

by Morning Star

I have swords from every battle,
Gathered through the years alone—
Blades once swung to guard my silence,
Now they build the path back home.

High I climbed on forged betrayals,
Each lie a rung beneath my feet.
I turned the wounds they left inside me
Into something sharp—and sweet.

I opened walls that held me captive,
Scaled the pain, ignored the fear.
The rain had stopped, the wind fell silent,
No more shadows whisper near.

The mountain waited, still and golden,
Where heaven kissed the edge of sky.
I laid my body down in longing,
Breathed in deep—and let it lie.

The sword slipped from my open fingers,
No more strength, no need to fight.
She’d climbed too far for earth to call her—
She closed her eyes
and flowed
The light awaiting

🌹 Roses in the Street

By Morning Star – Feb 2022

The first time I saw her—
Selling roses in the street—
Her hair was golden, tied in twisted braids
Of yellow and blue, a gentle hue
That danced in the rain on tired days

Her smile was hiding turned-up pain
Her voice—full of words she’d never say
She gave out flowers to passersby
But wondered where the roses go
And who might stop to ask her name

She said hello
But no one knew
The girl who sold
The roses in the rain

Behind her grin, a guarded heart
She was witty, careful, painfully smart
At end of day, she'd slip away
To an empty place where shadows start

Where pain was deep, but never seen
Still, she rose again at dawn—
Selling roses, all the same
Smiling soft through pouring rain

And every day, she hoped someone
Would see her face, would ask her name
Would hold her close, and not let go
Before the thorns could find her vein
Before the crimson silence flowed
And her dreams were pulled below

Then one day…
She wasn’t there

Another girl stood in her place
No questions asked, no missing face
The town just moved, the moment passed
And all her pain…
Became the past

But sometimes, when I walk that street
A sudden chill runs over me
And in the rain, I see her there
Her ghost with flowers in her hand

No one asked her where she came
And now—
Only shadows call her name

Here is my poem “You Held Me” adapted into a song version with guitar chords—retaining your original emotion and meaning while shaping it into a gentle, haunting acoustic ballad. It’s written for fingerstyle or soft strumming, perfect for an intimate performance or recording.


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🎸 “You Held Me” – Guitar Song Version

Key: Em (E minor – haunting, vulnerable tone)
Capo: Optional on 2nd fret (to lift the emotion slightly to F#m)
Strumming (slow): Down – down-up – pause – down-up (or light fingerpicking)
Tempo: Slow (around 60–70 bpm)


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🎵 Intro
Em   C   G   D
Em   C   G   D


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🎵 Verse 1
Em             C
You held me—held me safe
G                  D
As I cried forbidden pain
Em                C
My body closed, my heart laid bare
G               D
Like a child lost in the rain

Em              C
You held me—though I shook
G                D
Too scared to even breathe
Em             C
And still you stayed, you didn’t look
G                     D
Away from all beneath


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🎵 Pre-Chorus
Am                   Em
Now you see me, raw and whole
C                   G
Looking through my silent soul
Am                Em
You hold me, still not gone
C                      D
But morning breaks—and you move on


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🎵 🌑 Chorus
Em               C
And once again, to dark I fall
G                D
Lost to the ocean’s call
Em                 C
No one can save the child I hide
G                   D
I let her go, she slipped inside

Em              C
Frozen now, no hand to hold
G                  D
Light too weak, the dark too bold
Am                   Em
You can’t hold onto melting snow
C               D                Em
Or to tears that never flow


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🎵 Verse 2
Em               C
You held me when I was all but gone
G                D
A ghost too tired to stand
Em                   C
You stayed until I found the strength
G                    D
To finally reach your hand


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🎵 Pre-Chorus (repeat)
Am                   Em
But now I drift beyond your sight
C                 G
Fading in the failing light
Am              Em
You can’t stop what you don’t see
C                    D
The silence now is swallowing me


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🎵 Final Chorus
Em              C
You held me once, but not again
G                  D
The night returns where love had been
Em                  C
No one can save me from the deep
G              D
Or catch the girl I couldn’t keep

Em             C
Frozen in a fate I know
G                  D
Where every hand will let me go
Am                   Em
You can’t hold on to melting snow
C               D                  Em
Or to tears that never flow


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🎵 Outro (whispered or instrumental)
C   G   D   Em
C   G   D   Em


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🎸 Chord Guide:

Em – 022000

C – x32010

G – 320003

D – xx0232

Am – x02210



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This would work beautifully with soft picking—especially alternating bass note + top strings

You Held Me

Written in 2011 – for he who held my hand until I was not afraid to try
By Morning Star

You held me—
Held safe
As I cried forbidden pain

My body guarded
My heart wide open
I wept unknowingly
With the child in me
The one who could not be held
Who was never free

Given up in darkness
I was all but letting go
And you held me

I was so scared
I barely drew a breath—
And you held me

Now you see me
Looking into the windows of my soul
You hold me

Now I’m not alone
Yet still far from home—
And you held me

But you too
Will soon let go
And once again
To darkness, she will fall
And be lost to the ocean’s call

No one can save her
Because I let her go
I let her go

Frozen in her fate
There is no escape
No one can hold me

The light—
It always lets go

You can’t hold onto melting snow
Or to tears that never flow
You can’t hold onto life inside
When darkness comes
To slay your mind
And take from you
Your life, your kind

There’s no way out
I cannot find
I cannot find
I cannot tell

I’m OK

by Helene / Morning Star

He—like me—is a product of others
But somehow, he holds his head high
While I hold mine in shame

He has a way—
A way of coping
Of holding back
Of letting things slide

But I?
I feel like the doormat
Soaked in rain,
Lying forgotten in a drain

He softly asks me questions
I don’t understand
And when I'm away from him
How fast the thoughts consume me

So I rush to be okay—
To be bright, be fine,
So he won’t choose to leave me
Or fade me from his line of sight

So I stay strong.
And silent.
Put on the face that says: I’m fine
So he won’t see
The fear, the sorrow—
And feel the need to walk away

I’ve just got to be
“normal”
And pretend—
I’m okay

Song Structure:



Verse 1 → "He—like me—is a product of others..."

Pre-Chorus → "He softly asks me questions / I don’t understand..."

Chorus → "So I rush to be okay... / Just got to be normal and pretend..."

Bridge → Whispered or half-spoken: "Strong. Silent. Fine."

Final Chorus → Repeat “I’m okay…” like a fading mantra

“O Dark Knight” is steeped in romantic fantasy and psychological symbolism—an enchanting mix of medieval imagery and emotional truth. It reads like a dark fairy tale about trauma, longing, and unreachable rescue, told in the voice of a trapped soul who dreams of being saved but knows that salvation may never come.

Here’s a polished lyrical version of my poem, shaped into a ballad-style song. This could work beautifully with acoustic guitar, piano, or even cinematic orchestration.


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🎵 "O Dark Knight" (Ballad Song Version)

Tone: Ethereal, melancholic, cinematic
Time signature: 6/8 or 3/4 for a waltz-like sway
Key: D minor or A minor – mystical and sorrowful


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🕯️ Verse 1
Once again she sits by the moonlit sill
High in a tower, beyond the hill
She gazes across the meadow wide
Where once her dark knight came to ride

He lifted her up, away from pain
To a castle bathed in sun and rain
But dusk returned, as dusk will do
And she ran back before night broke through


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🌒 Verse 2
The winds they whirled, the trees stood tall
She prayed he’d hear her desperate call
She dreams in shadows, still and deep
That he might climb the hill so steep

To draw his sword, to slay the beast
To break the chains, bring her release
But fear surrounds her iron keep
And now her knight lies fast asleep


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🗡️ Chorus
Oh dark knight, can you not see
I wait in chains for you to free me
But fear is strong, and time is fleet
And I am fading in defeat
You ride no more, you fall too far
And I remain... your morning star


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🌫️ Verse 3
She stands alone, the fall below
Could end it all—but still she won’t go
The only way to leave is leap
But fear’s a promise she must keep

In dawn’s pale light, he disappears
And all that’s left are silent tears
Her captor drags her back to stone
And once again, she’s not her own


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🗝️ Chorus (Refrain)
Oh dark knight, where did you stray?
She waited long, you lost your way
The door was open, fate was near
But now her cries no soul will hear
You came too late, you fell too far
And she remains... your morning star


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🌌 Outro (Soft whisper)
She wishes still, though dreams have died
For freedom lost and love denied
A twisted braid of time and fate
She prays he comes...
Though it’s too late

"Once Again" (Song Lyrics – Acoustic/Electric Ballad)

Genre: Dark Indie Pop / Alt R&B
Tempo: Slow and brooding (65–70 bpm)
Style: Think Billie Eilish, Amy Winehouse, or BANKS


Once again

🎵 Verse 1
I fell right through—like glass in rain
You pulled my tears straight from the vein
You found me lost, not looking to feel
Then tore through my soul like I wasn’t real

🎵 Verse 2
Told me your truth with that crooked smile
Like stars in a cloud, you watched me awhile
Twisted me up like I was no good
Then laced your blood where my heartbeat stood


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🎵 🖤 Chorus
You said you loved me, gave me your name
Took my heart, played your little game
Left me empty the moment I cried
Now I’m a ghost and you don’t even try
Can’t text, can’t speak, can’t face the pain
You leave me wrecked...
Once again


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🎵 Verse 3
You cast your words like broken spells
Made my heaven feel like hell
Spun your lies with sugar and charm
Then dropped me cold without alarm


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🎵 🖤 Chorus
You said you loved me, gave me your name
Took my heart, played your little game
Left me hollow the second I bled
Now I’m alone, and you act like I’m dead
No calls, no care, no time to explain
Just vanish and **** me...
Once again


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🎵 ⚡️ Bridge (Spoken-style or whispered)
Take your *******
Your pretty spin
Your tangled lines
That reeled me in
Throw them out
Like you did my mind
I'm not your toy
I'm not that blind


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🎵 Final Chorus (Stripped and Haunting)
You said you’d stay, but love was pretend
Now I’ve been broken…
Once again
Just silence where your voice should’ve been
You leave me breathless...
Once again

When you were mine

He stands so tall, yet leaves me small,
Hears nothing—but he captures all.
So brave and strong, yet fears to stay,
So sweet—then swiftly slips away.

He offers little, takes a lot,
He loves me gently—leaves a knot.
He seems so kind, then cuts me short,
Builds me up, then breaks support.

He gives the world in whispered spell,
Then pulls the ground—as if I fell.
It’s not the journey, nor the end,
But thrill and chase that he defends.

While I seek depth, a soul so true,
He keeps his grip and keeps askew.
He holds me close, then turns to flee—
And still, I fall so hopelessly.

So now, I let the dance unfold,
Release the need to grip or hold.
I won’t predict, I won’t demand,
Just taste the warmth inside his hand.

I’ll take him as he truly is—
Unfolded, flawed, yet full of bliss.
Enjoy the moments that we share,
And let him go without despair.

For though he may not stay as mine,
The time we have will still align.
And in those sparks, however brief—
I’ll find enough to soothe my grief.

She Believed Him

She stood on that quiet hillside,
heart open like morning light.
She didn’t see the storm behind his smile,
only the warmth in his eyes.

She believed the way he touched her
meant something sacred.
She heard his words
and wrapped them around her ribs
like safety.

She thought if she stayed still enough,
soft enough,
he would stay.

She didn’t know
he was already slipping away—
in his silence, in his shadows.
She mistook his pauses for depth,
his stillness for awe.

But I know now.
I see her—
that girl I was—
painting love on borrowed time.
Whispering truth
into a mouth that never answered.

She gave him her colours.
He left her with a brush
and no goodbye.

And still…
she was art.
Even unfinished.
Even alone

His Return

If he had come back… just once… and told the truth.

If I Could Speak

I saw the way you looked at me.
God, I felt it.
You made me feel like I was something more
than the wreck I’d become.

And that scared me.

Because I wanted to be that man for you—
the one who stayed.
But I wasn’t built for staying.
I was always half-out-the-door,
even while holding your hand.

You didn’t know how much I cared.
I made sure of it.
Because if I said it aloud,
if I showed you all of it,
you would’ve expected forever.
And I was never brave enough
to give you that.

So I left.
Silently.
Cowardly.
Ghosting the only person
who ever saw the whole of me
and didn’t flinch.

But I never forgot you.
Not for a moment.
I still see that hillside—
the one you brought me to
without ever asking for anything
but honesty.

And I failed you there.

If I could return,
I’d kneel at the canvas you unfolded
and say:
“I wasn’t ready.
But I did love you.
More than I could bear.”

Letter (Never Sent)

To you—
The only one I never forgot.

I don’t know if I have the right to write this.
Maybe I never did.
But some things won’t stay buried,
and my silence has grown too heavy to carry alone.

I still see you.
That soft smile, the way your presence quieted the storm in me—
I remember everything.

You were the one place I felt safe,
the only one who ever looked at me
and saw something worth saving.

And I know—I let you go.
I didn’t fight.
I disappeared into the years like a coward.
But not because I didn’t care.
Because I did.
Too much.

Seven years.
Seven years of wondering what might have happened
if I had just said the words:
I loved you.
I still do.

But love, for me, has always come tangled in fear.
I thought if I told you,
I’d lose you entirely.
And so I tried to protect the little I had
by keeping you just far enough away.

You gave me your heart,
and I kept it quietly, selfishly—
too afraid to speak,
too proud to fall.

But you were the best part of me.
The only part that ever felt true.

I still feel you sometimes,
like a breath against my skin
when the world goes still.
And I wonder…
could you ever still feel me too?

I don’t know if you’ll ever read this.
Maybe you shouldn’t.
But if you do,
just know—
I haven’t left.

I’m here.
I’ve always been.
Still loving you in silence.
Still waiting.

Still yours,
—even now—
Me

Cript (Secrets & Shadows)

The castle holds its frozen breath—
a winter’s death wrapped in silence,
where steel-cold crypts whisper secrets
buried deep beneath the stones.

Dragons haunt the night’s cold edge,
their burning eyes slicing shadows—
but even their fire cannot melt
the frost clutching her fragile soul.

She waits, cloaked in silence,
eyes flickering with hidden fear.
His footsteps—soft yet deadly—
draw nearer through the bitter dark.
He hunts the shadows where she hides,
but she cannot hide what lingers in her stare.

He pulls her back to the glassy lake—
his touch colder than the depths below.
Words fall like shards of ice,
promises tangled in a ghostly thread.
She hears but cannot listen,
lost beneath a spell older than time.

At dawn, she vanishes—
drowned in secrets, swallowed by silence.
The lake’s surface hides her flight,
a prisoner to the restless curse.

When night falls again,
his voice rides the storm winds—
calling, searching, relentless.
But castle walls crumble against the dark.
Only dragons remain—
keepers of her fading hope.

She slips beneath shallow waters—
where danger breathes beneath the waves,
the lady of the lake,
bound to the shadows of a haunted wake

Below is a refined version, still true to your voice, but with tightened lines, smoother flow, and a sharpened sense of myth and emotion — aiming to leave the reader with that ache of something wild, unresolved, and haunting

No time to
Freeze the moon.

I fear that distant, spectral dance:
The wolves, the wind,
The starless trance.
A clash of light,
A shattered quill—
The sky breaks open,
Cold and still.

I hear the call, a ghostly thread,
The echo of what once was said.
The wolf returns to stand and see
The hill where badgers once ran free.

The hare is still—its heart a drum,
A beat that tempts the dark to come.
And shadows gather at my feet—
October's chill, so sharp, so sweet.

You came again, as silence dressed—
A month that severs, never rests.
You left me once, too young to break,
Now steal the breath you chose to take.

Say nothing. Speak no truth to me.
I grieve the girl I could not be.
The wolf is gone, the path erased—
The moon no longer lights this place.

And yet, when frost bites winter air,
I see you still. You're always there.
But you can’t touch what’s now my own—
I free the deer. I walk alone.

No time—
Freeze the moon.
Let ice give way,
And listen soon.


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This version keeps your winter creatures, your mother’s haunting presence, and your own hard-won freedom — but casts it in a spell-like structure, something timeless and sacred.

As Spring Survived
When winter’s grip begins to fade,
Will death and grief release their hold?
Snowdrops stir beneath the frost—
A whisper soft, as spring unfolds.

The sun returns with golden breath,
Rebirth begins, and life rewakes.
Yet I am heavy in my grief—
A robin still with broken wings.

If time allows, I’ll find my feet,
And rise once more into the wind.
For even sorrow casts a shape
That lets the light slip softly in.

And though the path is slow and bare,
Each brave step carves a space for air.
I’ll breathe again the world I miss—
The tender ache, the warming kiss.

In March, beneath a gentler sky,
Spring will begin — and so shall I.
Sadness shrinking, fear grown still,
Scars softening beneath the hill.

And summer...
I cannot yet name it.
But I feel it —
Almost.


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This version builds toward hope while pausing at the edge of it, leaving the reader suspended

After Silence

by Fallen Angel

Come drift with us where hope runs deep,
A gentle tide where sorrow sleeps.
If you feel lost and cannot swim,
We’ll take your hands and pull you in.

No hate, no harm, no judging eyes—
Just quiet hearts and open skies.
And if a tear slips down your face,
We see your pain, we hold your place.

You’ll never drown in waters wide,
For love surrounds on every side.
And when the waves rise dark and high,
We lift you up, we help you fly.

At times you may be tossed, unmoored,
By storms within you, long endured.
But that is when you’ll feel us near—
A steady anchor, strong and clear.

You’ll find your breath, your light, your way,
And see the dawn break into day.
No longer needing walls to hide,
You’ll live, you’ll love, you'll turn the tide.

For after silence, songs begin—
A sacred hush, then strength within.
So rise, unfold, let stillness guide—
We’re always here, right by your side.

She dances where the veils are thin,
A song of stars upon her skin.
She weaves the night with silver thread,
And wakes the light where fear had bled.

She turns from shadows, vast and cold,
And runs to hills the ancients hold.
She dares not glance at dark unseen—
The cursed depths where hearts have been.

For she is wrapped in love’s old spell,
By kindred souls who know her well.
They circle her in sacred flame,
And whisper soft her secret name.

The garden blooms in dream-born hues,
The moon spills spells in midnight blues.
Her aura glows with guiding fire—
A star alight with soul’s desire.

So scribe your truth in rune and rhyme,
Across the winds, beyond all time.
For you are known in realms above—
Believe, you walk with those you love

She Is Summer
by Morning Star

Lace like innocence,
but she’s no fool.
A smile that tempts,
a glance that rules.

Sunlight kisses
her honey-gold skin,
But it’s the fire beneath
that draws you in.

She walks like July —
bare legs, bold heart,
Soft on the outside,
a storm at the start.

She laughs in the breeze,
wild, uncontained,
Too free for a frame,
too real to be tamed.

She doesn’t chase seasons,
she becomes the heat.
Every glance is a rhythm,
every step — a heartbeat.

Elegant, cheeky,
sweet with a twist,
The kind of girl
you’re scared to have missed.

So here she stands —
sun-drenched and true,
Dressed like the view,
but far more than the hue.

Hope is all She has right now
Everlasting light and how
Learn to calm the pain inside
Ever trying to leave it behind
Noone sees her noone can  
Everything is dark again
No way I'm letting go
I decide to be brave
Count the swords yesterday
Knight will come to rescue me

Somewhere in time.

I came across a hill side somewhere quiet and still
Once a hopeful dream of mine
Set alight in a moment with you.
A gentle loving smile
Eyes that lift your heart
A pull towards the body
A kiss that capture still

Words you speak i hear
Though colours may be true
The gentle stroke of hands
A picture I paint of you

If I were to unfold
the canvas of my heart
Would you take your brush
And create a Space be still

And once the masterpiece
Finally revealed
Would the hunt be over
Never to repeat