Doomed Love

Helen of Troy

Lies forged from blooms of steel

And quenched in blood,

Their last hopes interred

In the womb of a murderous gift.

Breathe silence 

Lest sands painted crimson in rage

Would betray their guise.

Beyond the twilight of a crumbling star

Awaits beauty’s scorn;

Her flight redeemed 

By the sails of a kingdom adrift.

Scalded in vengeance…

Doomed love.


Daily Prompt: Third Rate Romance

Star-crossed lovers


We’re star-cross’d lovers, long

Our doom has been foretold

And broken nights askance,

Their favour will withhold.

So should our paths entwine,

Pray you abscond their plea.

Pursue another’s love,

From fortune’s gaol flee.

And when your dreams are laced

With remnants of my scent

Find solace in her touch

Let absent bliss fragment. 



Daily Prompt: Born to Be With You