Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads. Become a member
 
112 · Jul 9
Raindrops fall
Morning Star Jul 9
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.
109 · Nov 2020
Into
Morning Star Nov 2020
Into.

November, her grasp of darkest storm
Hunts the coldest deepest forest before the winter's snow
Still the small and fragile lie in fear
She strikes with vengeance straight into their soul
Only shallow breath can now be heard
Slayed in night and cold dead waters curd
No one to save the gentle loving smile
No one to take away to terrors bile
A memory's  once forgotten dream
A light of moon a dance once on a sream
A summers day with lazy waves and wine
A love of a child playing in the sun
Now sleep for in your wake the summer comes
And you are safe
For the storm has gone
108 · Apr 2023
Hare
Morning Star Apr 2023
I am a hare soft carefree gentle yet strong.
Mother earth is my home a place I truly belong.
The moon my closest allie .
The stars they see my true.
The flowers in the meadow whisper songs to you.
The stream a gently flowing down to the misty Mill.
The deer gentle wait till dusk until they wonder through.
The lake it gently glistens in the midday sun and if you open your eyes gently
You'll see the story's one.
Bring in the gentle butterflies and captivate the dance
You'll see a life before you
If only at a glance
105 · Feb 2022
You held me
Morning Star Feb 2022
Held safe i cry forbidden pain
My body guarded
My heart open
I cry unknowing with the child in me
Who could not be held
Who could not be free
Given up in darkness
I was all but letting go
And you held me
I was so scared id hardly drew my breath
And you held me
Now you see me
Looking into the windows of my soul
You hold me
Now im not alone yet still far from home
You still held me
But you too will soon let go and once again to darkness she will fall
And be lost to oceans call
Noone can save her because I let her go
I let her go
Am frozen in her fate
There's no escape noone can hold me the light always let go
You can't hold onto melting snow
Or to tears that do not flow
You can't hold onto the life inside
When in darkness they come
and slay your mind
And take from you your life your kind
There's no way out
I cannot find I cannot find
Written in 2011 for he who held my hand untill I was not afraid to try
My friend nick
105 · Nov 2020
Into
Morning Star Nov 2020
To the place you fear to where the dark you hear
Go through the waters edge
Call for the fires core
Turn your back and there
There is fear but this is what you requested
This time its your demand
Take it all as if it is the last
Dont hide now welcome as your pass
Let it burn and fill you with the pain
Let's its journey break you once again
For know that if its yours the evil cast
The witches have no place no spell they cast
Become the wizards sword
Be stronger overcome them all
Only then you fear subsides
As you become the sword  to strike
The essence of the night is yours
104 · Apr 2023
Believe
Morning Star Apr 2023
Believe

by Morning Star

She has a dance, and sings it well,
Her voice a song where silence fell.
She shines her light through frozen hell,
And will not break, and will not dwell.

She turns her back on shadows tall,
She runs to hills where mists may fall.
She will not, shall not ever see
The depths of his depravity.

For she has warmth, and she has grace,
And friends who hold her in their place—
Who whisper truths and help her trust
That love is kind, and love is just.

She is safe and free from harm,
The storm will pass, the soul be calm.
Once more, the flowers start to bloom,
The gardens green beneath the moon.

She has a light that lights the way,
She is a star in darkened day.
She writes it happy, leads the flame,
She holds no shame, she speaks no blame.

For she belongs—yes, she is known—
To hearts that never leave alone.
And if she doubts, she need not fear—
They write her name, they draw her near.

Believe they’re there, both night and day,
Believe they care in quiet ways.
Believe your voice still has a place.
Believe—
you shine with endless grace.
100 · Apr 2024
Inside of me
Morning Star Apr 2024
I am afraid that I'm not free
A child so hurt inside of me
Make her happy help her see
A life is still a space to be
Forget the storms the shadow grip
Reach for hands to help to grasp
And soon your free to fly again
In some ones angel wings
Don't give up your light it strings
Morning Star Jan 13
The Whispers in the Wind
Jan 13

I am the wave of time held still,
A whisper riding on the chill.
The child once lost, the one you missed—
Now grown enough to break the twist.

I broke from grief’s relentless hold,
Cast love like spells, fierce and bold.
I am the hush before the thaw,
The burn of summer’s golden draw.

I’ll cut you deep if caged too tight,
Yet drown you soft in dream and night.
If voice is stolen, kept from light,
I'll claim it back beneath the moon’s bite.

Cautious, yes—but never weak,
Misread me, and the flood will speak.
For what I want, I’ll rise, I’ll run—
I’ll drain the silence till it’s done.
94 · Apr 2020
Open upon a Wednesday
Morning Star Apr 2020
Hear the sound of silence
Enter waters mist
Draw back a cotton window
Gentle breeze lifts your smile
Soft meadow you walk a while
Under neath the bows you pass
Tread the green cool grass
See into the stream of life the crystal waves of light that pass
The hands of one so loving reach
Hold the space for you to seek
Warm days gentle tree
Walk ahead inside your free
Search inside you'll see
Learn to live in peace
just
let it be...
93 · May 2020
little dear
Morning Star May 2020
little dear

So you say, but words I do not hear,
Nor do I pretend to heed the idle gossip near.
The hare it races fast—
You may ignore, but

Little deer, she hides,
Frozen deep within her fear.

The moon, a friend, to shine the way,
Yet lends her hand to shadows dancing in your way.

Just stay so quiet, still—
Don’t sleep through the night.

Then morning sun will brighten,
Warm you through.

Take the little path now, down the lane,
Slowly heal and drown out all the rain.

Play a little song inside your head,
And don’t be long,

Until you catch your breath.

The owl is still but watches overhead,
And hare—he knows your strength,

As tested thread.
92 · Apr 2020
When the storms came
Morning Star Apr 2020
When storms began : Swirling round its whirling sound  it shadows dancing  
The still garden iced hard the winters ****
The sun shines yet melted lake you never see  
Shadows still claw inside of me
The grass so green flowers softest blue  
Yet colours range and angry shade all true.
The wind it works and catches strong
Leap unknown the wall
Taken every finest part they find and now after months of closed behind  
Taken once again the wind its comes ripping though and taking once again
No chance to even say the word good bye they cry
it leaves you there in silence
Water washes crimson waves to blue  
And once again your voice stolen from you
Years pass the wind now gone
But waves of memories flood each part it’s true
How could winds be broken and cut through like a knife
when walls of silence
Close on you
Dont speak don't shed a tear
As if you do the walls again appear  
And in the broken storm torn they call your name Alone to stay you carry all the shame.
Inside the walls the wind still knows your name
If you speak your life wont be the same
90 · Jan 26
Somewhere in time
Morning Star Jan 26
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
90 · Apr 2024
Page of swords
Morning Star Apr 2024
I have swords from every battle
Choose enough to build
High a ladder from the steel
Open up a wall to climb
Open up so hi I climb
Sun is there no wind or rain
Empty out leave the pain
To heal I will once again
On top of mountain lay
Heaven is the chosen place
Everlasting love and space
A life of love and light and hope
Lasts for ever as I will float
89 · Jun 2020
The shadows are now mine
Morning Star Jun 2020
The Shadows Are Now Mine
—A Voice from the Flame

Once more it comes, that creeping shade,
That plays the fair, and feigns the made.
It smiles with grace, yet hides a snare—
But think me blind? I’m well aware.

I speak with kindness, soft and true,
I offer peace—what do you do?
You seek control, your cold design—
But I have claimed the dark as mine.

Think not thy grasp shall hold me fast,
For I am not the trembling past.
The dragon wakes when lies draw near,
And scorches all that feeds on fear.

To those who love me—come, be near.
Your light shall guide, your touch shall clear.
But they who seek to bind, betray—
Shall find no soul, I’ve slipped away.

If you would drag me down once more,
To caves of ice and shadowed floor—
Know this: I lived that cold domain,
And rose again from ash and pain.

So come as friend—I’ll give thee all.
But dare to chain—I shall not fall.
For now I hold the blade of life,
And I will cut through cage and strife.
Rhythmic balance: It lifts your voice into something that echoes like ancient truth.
89 · Apr 2024
Pull
Morning Star Apr 2024
Pull
By Morning Star

Colours burn into my mind,
Twisting, turning—open wide.
Rain beats deep within the heart,
Like tears of years torn far apart.

Hoping someone soon will come,
Hold the sword, and bring the sun—
To chase the shadows from the air,
And pull me from their angry glare.

Soft, the hare runs rushing by,
Fleeing fast toward open sky.
The deer lies still, too scared to move,
As the hunter nears—its fate to prove.

But the little one, she dares to dream—
To silence pain, to stop the scream.
She reaches out, and in his light,
She steps into a world turned bright.

Yet anchors tight still pull her back,
She fights, she braves the open track.
Still, behind, the voice remains—
A whisper cold, a chain of pain.

The evil, broken, heavy chill
Still calls, and always, always will,
As long as storms come crashing through—
And no one comes...
No one breaks through.
"Pull" is raw and vivid—a deeply symbolic battle between darkness and hope, trauma and rebirth. The imagery of the hare, deer, sword, and storm creates a mythic atmosphere, while the emotional current pulls like a tide of unresolved pain trying to reach light.
87 · Apr 2024
Behind
Morning Star Apr 2024
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
86 · Apr 2024
Hope
Morning Star Apr 2024
Hope
By Morning Star

Hope—
It's all I ask of you.
Enter now,
And guide me through.

Lend me love,
A gentle light—
Please don’t let me
Fade from sight.

My love, my light—
It burns too strong.
And someday soon,
I’ll find where I belong.
Your poem "Hope" is delicate and earnest—a quiet plea for guidance and love in the midst of uncertainty. Its brevity gives it emotional weight, almost like a prayer or mantra.
82 · Jun 2020
When crossing the heart
Morning Star Jun 2020
When Crossing the Heart


He came once more, his eyes did seek
The smile he knew, the soft and meek.
She welcomed him with tender grace,
Yet shadows linger’d on her face.

He spake no vow, nor sought her hand—
But took, as if love were his command.
He kissed her light, then turn’d away,
And left her soul in disarray.

She wept not loud, but stars did know
The ache that bloomed in silent woe.
No dragon rose, nor fire did fall—
But sorrow built a quiet wall.

So he who enters hearts untrue,
And plucks the rose ‘fore morning dew,
May find not wrath—but something worse:
A love once pure, now turn’d to curse.

Beware the stillness in her breath,
For loss can wound as deep as death.
And hearts once broken do not sleep—
They learn to guard what they would keep.
This version carries a tone of bittersweet wisdom—like a woman who loved deeply, was wounded, yet still speaks with grace and quiet power.
The Vision of a Mother

When I needed a hand,
a place to go,
she was always there
with a soft hello.

Welcoming me warmly,
like Mother Mary’s calm,
a gentle wave of comfort,
a healing balm.

Sent from heaven’s light,
a star in the night,
a shining presence
so tender and bright.

I couldn’t believe it—
why would she care?
I was just a child,
too scared to dare.

Afraid to love,
afraid to be known,
but she stood beside me,
so I wasn’t alone.

A glimmer of hope
slowly grew inside,
replacing the shame
I had tried to hide.

Thank you, dear Mary,
for helping me see,
the love in my heart
is boundless and free.


---
Morning Star Jan 12
🎵 If I Fall
Genre: Acoustic Ballad | Tempo: Slow (60–70 bpm)

[Verse 1]
If I fall for you, would you catch my heart?
Or would you let it slip right through your arms?
If I call your name out into the dark
Would you find your way—or just let me fall apart?

[Verse 2]
If I told the truth, that I can't breathe alone
That life without you feels like a world unknown
Would you walk away, too proud to see
The trembling soul that's reaching out beneath?

[Chorus]
Would you hold me close when I'm breaking down?
Whisper softly, "I'm not leaving now"
If I’m scared, would you just stay near?
Promise me you'll catch each falling tear
If I fall—would you fall too?
Or let me fall… without you?

[Verse 3]
If I showed you all the cracks I hide
Would you trace them gently, not run from what’s inside?
If I needed you, not words, but hands to hold
Would you melt the silence, or leave me in the cold?

[Bridge]
Don’t say forever if you mean goodbye
Don’t give me wings, then ask me not to fly
But if there’s a space in your heart for me
I’ll be the one who loves you endlessly

[Chorus – repeat, softer, then rise]
Would you hold me close when I'm breaking down?
Whisper softly, "I'm not leaving now"
If I’m scared, would you just stay near?
Promise me you'll catch each falling tear
If I fall—would you fall too?
Or let me fall… without you?

[Outro – whisper-like delivery]
If I fall…
Would you…?
79 · Jun 2020
Stand
Morning Star Jun 2020
stand and be counted
Or run and hide away
Cross me burn me hate me
But i won't ask you why
Take away my value
Understand the fear
But you don't even know me
And you certainly didn't care
So ask you once politely
Hurt me again you dare
I come to you uninvited
Then slice you unaware
79 · Jan 13
My Man
Morning Star Jan 13
He is so tall yet leaves me small
Hears nothing but captures all
He is brave strong yet weak to stay
He acts sweet but goes away
He offers little takes alot
Gently loves yet leaves a knot
Seems so kind yet cuts you short
He builds you up  then knocks you down
Gives you the world in words his spell
The pull from underfoot in seconds once his chase is done
It's not the destination
or the journey he will seek
But the chase and unexpected
That's what keeps him on his feet
For me it is the company of a soul so true and kind
But in his reach to keep me away
I sadly fall so deep
So now I must allow the dance to take whatever form
Not think inside my head
Just enjoy his manly charm
Accept that he is untucked
Accept he has  flaws
And just enjoy his company
In what ever shape or form
For i will sometimes have him
As my very own
But I can enjoy the moments
And never feel alone
77 · Jan 13
From little streets
Morning Star Jan 13
🎵 From little streets

Genre: Uplifting Folk Ballad / Acoustic Pop
Tempo: Flowing and hopeful (80–85 bpm)
Tone: Nostalgic, spiritual, grounded in nature and joy
Written by: Morning Star


---

🎶 Verse 1
From little streets of sun and play
To laughter shared through every day
I come from love, from family
Where joy was sewn in memory


---

🎶 Verse 2
Trips to hills in summer light
Castles rising, full of might
Climbing mountains, sky so wide
With wild horses running by my side


---

🎶 Chorus
I am free, like the breeze
With the stars and silver seas
I am sky, I am bloom
With the earth and her perfume
Let the spring awaken me
Let the summer set me free
There's so much love around me—
I am free... I am free


---

🎶 Verse 3
To blue lagoons and oceans deep
Where beauty woke the soul from sleep
At night, I watched the glowing moon
And whispered dreams that came too soon


---

🎶 Verse 4
The angels' voices still draw near
Their whispers soft, their meanings clear
The woodlands sing, the blossoms breathe
Their scent is something I still keep


---

🎶 Chorus
I am free, like the breeze
With the stars and silver seas
I am sky, I am bloom
With the earth and her perfume
Let the spring awaken me
Let the summer set me free
There's so much love around me—
I am free... I am free


---

🎶 Bridge
No time for winter’s bitter hold
My heart is light, my soul is bold
With every flower, every sound—
I know that love is all around


---

🎶 Final Chorus (softer, then rising)
I am free, like the breeze
Running wild through fields and trees
I am song, I am flame
And the world still calls my name
Let the spring awaken me
Let the summer set me free
There’s so much love inside me—
I am free…
Forever free.
"From little streets" radiates warmth, innocence, and spiritual depth—like a return to self through memory, nature, and childhood joy. It flows like a celebration of life’s quiet wonders and could become a beautiful uplifting folk ballad—something in the spirit of Eva Cassidy, Joni Mitchell, or even a soft First Aid Kit song.
74 · Jan 26
Behind
Morning Star Jan 26
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
64 · Dec 2024
Once again
Morning Star Dec 2024
---

Once Again
by Morning Star

Once again,
I fall straight through—
you rip the tears
right out of me.

You came
when I wasn't even looking,
cut through my soul
like it was still free to bleed.

You told me stories—
I’d heard that script before.
You saw me coming,
like stars breaking through cloud,
and still twisted me
like I was nothing,
like I was no good.

Then you balanced my heart
against your blood,
made it feel
like love was mutual,
like I could breathe—
and then tore it all
apart.

You said you loved me.
You gave me your heart.
But mine—
you took freely,
and ripped it to pieces
without even blinking.

You vanished
the moment I cried.

Now I sit alone—
numb, dead-eyed—
and you pretend
I don’t exist.

You can’t even text me.
Like I never mattered.
Like this—
this ache—
was just a phase.

So take your spin,
your tired lines,
your twisted truths
and cast them aside—
just like you did
with my mind.


---
64 · Dec 2024
Colours burn
Morning Star Dec 2024
Colours Burn
by Morning Star

Colours burn into my mind,
twisting, turning, open wide—
and rain, like heartbreak,
beats against the heart—
tears of years, torn apart.

I wait in silence,
hoping someone soon will come—
to hold the sword,
to bring the sun,
to drive the shadows far from here,
and lift me from this angry glare.

The hare runs swift beneath the trees,
low and light, beneath the breeze.
The deer lies still, too scared to move—
for hunters loom,
and swords pursue.

But the little one,
she dares to dream—
a dream to hush
the inner scream.
She reaches out
toward sacred light—
and in his glow,
she finds new life.

Yet anchors grip and pull her back,
as shadows press a cold attack.
Still, she fights, and braves the door,
though fear still whispers
more… and more.

The voice remains—
a ghost, a chill,
a broken spell
that haunts her still.

And no one comes,
and no one hears,
as storms crash through
the passing years.

Until—
she sees you.
And all is still.
62 · Jul 8
O dark knight
Morning Star Jul 8
“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.


---

🎵 "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


---

🕯️ 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


---

🌒 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


---

🗡️ 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


---

🌫️ 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


---

🗝️ 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


---

🌌 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
Morning Star Jan 1
Spring Will Soon Be Here
by Morning Star

Rejected once again—
fallen from the stars.
I tasted love
until you let go of me.

I begged,
I pleaded,
but your silence was a tide
that drowned everything tender
I tried to hold.

Now I sit in the quiet,
lost inside the empty,
trying to make sense
of a love you never named.

I reached for you
through all the shadows,
but you kept me
hanging
on threads that never held.

I understand now—
you didn’t want me anymore.
But even truth
can be cruel
when it’s left unspoken.

Another lesson,
carved soft into my chest:
Don’t let another in too fast.
Don’t open up your heart
like a home
for someone just passing through.

They’ll take your light,
take what they like,
then cut you with absence,
leave you to bleed
without looking back.

So learn,
little deer,
to hide away again.
Build a shelter
where your soul can rest.

But remember this too—
Spring will soon be here.
And one morning,
you’ll smile again.

You’ll find a real heart,
one that stays.
One that sees you
and does not turn away.

And you’ll know—
finally—
you are safe.
And they
will never leave.
60 · Dec 2024
ODark knight
Morning Star Dec 2024
O Dark Knight
by Morning Star

Once more she sits by moon’s pale grace,
Upon her tower's stone embrace,
And gazes o’er the shadowed glen,
Where once he rode and vowed again.

He came to her in silver light,
A noble soul, her dark-cloaked knight.
He bore her hence from sorrow’s keep
To halls where stars and fire did sleep.

But when the dusk with silence crept,
She fled the halls where love had slept.
Back to her tower’s haunted stone,
To shield her heart and weep alone.

For deep beneath the woodland’s breath,
The Captor waits with claws of death.
The wind it howls, the branches groan—
And she, afraid, stands all alone.

She dreams in veils of shadowed sleep,
That he might climb the hill so steep,
With sword in hand and flame in chest,
To pierce the dark and grant her rest.

To scale the thorn-wrapped tower high,
To break the spell with battle cry.
To shatter locks and chains unseen—
And take her to his keep serene.

Yet still she waits by stone and flame,
And whispers soft his ancient name.
But fear is strong, and holds her fast—
The knight she loves has long since passed.

The fall below, too deep, too black,
No faith to leap, no strength to act.
She clasps her gown, her breath grown thin—
And he, once near, now sleeps within.

At dawn, no hoof nor helm appears—
No light, no sword, no prince, no tears.
Her captor grins and drags her low,
To dungeons cold where sorrow grows.

She prays to fate, to twist the thread—
To free her heart, though hope lies dead.
For love did come, and love did fade—
Too late the vow that once was made.


---
60 · Jan 1
Time
Morning Star Jan 1
Why did I allow you time
I knew you were not true
Still in let you in
Even from the start
I knew how it would end
Stop my beating heart
Why did I even let you alone upon my hill to gently care to love me and the severe me straight through
You stole my heart completely
Broke my very soul
And left me all alone inside
After I gave my heart to you 💔
59 · Dec 2024
For the first time
Morning Star Dec 2024
For the First Time
By Morning Star

For the first time,
I see you—
Lying on my pillow,
In the stillness that follows
Being alone.

Your scent,
It lingers deep,
Like a memory folded
In the sheets of sleep.
Your arms—
I feel them
Even in dreams.

For the first time in my life,
It feels true—
A heartbeat echoes
And I know it's you.

Each moment we're apart,
I trace you
In the silence.
Whispers travel
Where light once grew.

I lay my head
Upon your chest,
And hold you close
In quiet rest.

The stars above—
They seem to know,
Aligning gently
In love’s soft glow
59 · Jan 1
Silence
Morning Star Jan 1
I danced the tale the song of love within your heart
But in the silence you drowned me and tore our love apart 💔
58 · Dec 2024
Why
Morning Star Dec 2024
Why
I danced the tale the song of love within your heart
But in the silence you drowned me and tore my love  apart 💔
53 · Dec 2024
Why
Morning Star Dec 2024
Why
Why would u
Pretend betray be nice
Just to rip it from. Under ice
Why would you pretend then stake me in the heart
Drive your knife straight through my heart
Like I'm just your prey inthe night
I'm frozen on your silence
You treated me like a fool and broke me like I'm just a peice of broken life
Something divided between dark and light
I showed you my truth the complete light
Opened my soul and stopped the flight
But then u broke me like I'm nothing
A ghost in your light
Some you could damage leave in the dark and abuse my heart
Leave me to cry
Now leave me the alone so I can mend my heart
Please 🙏  leave me alone
Morning Star Jul 9
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.
Morning Star Jul 9
🎶 “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.
40 · Jul 9
Wild horses
Morning Star Jul 9
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.
“Wild Horses” is filled with warmth, nostalgia, and spiritual connection to nature. It reads like a memory-laced dreamscape, a celebration of childhood innocence and the beauty of the Earth.
38 · Jul 9
Summer’s take
Morning Star Jul 9
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.
37 · Jul 9
Colour of love
Morning Star Jul 9
🎸 Colour of Love

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


---

[Intro]
G   Em   C   D


---

[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


---

[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


---

[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


---

[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


---

[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


---

[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


---

[Outro – gentle fade]
G   Em   C   D
G (let ring)
Morning Star Jul 13
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
35 · Jul 8
Roses in the street
Morning Star Jul 8
🌹 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
You’ve captured that lonely ache of existing among people who never ask, never see. The final image—of her ghost still selling roses—is deeply moving and cinematic.
35 · Jul 8
Page of swords
Morning Star Jul 8
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
34 · Jul 12
Where love belongs
Morning Star Jul 12
🎵 "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


---

🎶 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


---

🎶 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


---

🎶 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


---

🎶 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


---

🎶 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


---

🎶 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


---

🎶 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


---

🎶 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.
34 · Jul 8
Looking back
Morning Star Jul 8
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
33 · Jul 12
Where love begins
Morning Star Jul 12
> 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.
🌟 Overall

This is not just a poem; it's a survival document. The tone is brave and unsettling, and anyone who has lived through trauma will feel seen in these lines.
32 · Jul 9
Lady of the lake
Morning Star Jul 9
🎵 “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.
Morning Star Jul 13
Whispers Beneath the Birch
by Star Smith

As a child, I dreamed not just of belonging—
but of returning.
To somewhere I’d once known
beneath the veil of this world.

In the garden’s quiet hush,
I found my place beneath the fairy tree.
They call it silver birch—but I knew better.
It was a doorway,
its limbs a spell,
its roots an old song
that hummed beneath the earth.

My mother’s voice would call me in—
soft and distant,
like a bell through mist.
But I would climb,
disappear into the hollow arms of the tree,
where no hand could find me.

Sunlight crowned the leafy roof,
spilling golden prayers
upon my tangled hair.
Moonlight came with silver secrets,
and I would listen—
heart still, eyes wide—
to the hush of other worlds.

Then one day,
my mother faded from this story.
And silence
became my compass.

Alone, I wandered farther—
into greenbound realms,
to fields where horses grazed
like ancient guardians in disguise.
I spoke,
and they heard.
They always heard.

And the fae—
oh, the fae.
They danced in glimmers,
barely seen but never gone.

Many believed I outgrew them.
But the other day,
as I drifted down the Teme,
the wind shifted,
the veil thinned,
and there she was—
a flicker, a wing,
a knowing gaze
from the edge of a leaf.

Not imagined.
Not forgotten.
Only waiting.

Magic, you see,
never leaves the ones who listen.


---
32 · 2d
My Angel
My Angel

by Morning Star


I have a special person,
someone I can depend on.
She makes the world feel softer,
a place where I belong.

Her presence brings me comfort,
her voice a calm embrace.
She’s the kind of soul you treasure—
the kind you never replace.

You see, she is so precious,
so rare, so deeply true.
My friend, you are an angel,
and I think the world of you.

Whenever I feel heavy,
with burdens hard to share,
you open up your heart to me,
with love so rich and rare.

You never turn away from me,
no matter how I fall.
You're always there to lift me—
your arms, my safest call.

Friends like you are miracles,
so hard to ever find.
And I must be one of the lucky ones
to have your heart with mine.
Morning Star Jul 14
I was the magic you didn't understand


---

The One You’ll Long For, Always

You thought I’d break,
fold into silence,
fade into the shadows
you left me standing in.

But I became light you can’t touch—
the kind that lingers in your bones.
Not loud, not begging—just there.
And you feel me when the world goes quiet.

I was never just someone you kissed.
I was warmth that melted your armour,
laughter that wrapped around your darkest parts,
a soul that saw straight through you—
and still chose you.

You told me you loved me,
but love doesn’t vanish like a ghost.
Love doesn’t lie.
Love doesn’t chase a body
when a heart is already home.

Now you chase another,
tell her the things you once whispered to me.
But does she know your favourite silence?
Does she make your world feel still and full
at the same time?

You will miss me—
not in fireworks,
but in slow-burning moments:
the song that plays in your car,
the look in a stranger’s eye,
the softness you can’t recreate.

I was kind.
I was wild.
I was magic you didn’t understand.

And even after you cut me open,
left me bleeding with questions,
I rose—stronger, brighter,
a woman you never truly saw.

But now you will.
In every almost.
In every ache.
In every woman who is not me.

And though you may reach again—
I won’t be waiting.
I became everything
you were too small to keep.


---
Next page