Nocturnal Mistake

Love that could never be

I imagine our memories echoing in the stone halls

Of my snow covered castle

The night red sky shining on us in my chambers

your beautiful taste profile and rough lips

We lived our secret passion so many a winters' night

We kissed in the foggy morning courtyard

Enemies that became lovers; hidden from the politics of our day

You filled my mind with endless intrigue

To the point of insatiable yearning

The flame burned my veins

Yet our desolate romance grew somber

As love and limits go together

You started to ransom your love for territory

My territory; my land at large

And a battle went on evenutally annihilating your army

A year after I stand sobbing with the rain's melody

Trying to mend an excessive ache with courage and ale

Angry that you were my Noctural mistake

 

Author's Note

Just wrote this one tonight! First draft!

Reviews

[Not Your Typical New Yo..]

I like how it starts out as a love poem, but it slowly becomes heartbreak. Certain images play in my mind, as if the poem wanted the reader to know it's real theme, like the image of kissing in the foggy morning. Fog is a mystery, hard to see through, and of course the battles. I hope I'm making sense. If I'm not, well, you can slap me a time or two ;)

[Morgan Storms]

You are pretty on spot! :) I like making the end not what people expect!

[Rob Santana]

Dark/romance I like it. Each stanza has strenght and passion, Well wriiten.

[Morgan Storms]

Thank you, I appreciate you reading!

[Maryam Mottahedeh]

Wooh, your language to me and this one in particular has a flavor of eras passed, like a seal on an envelope containing communication that is.. one would think, long gone..

[Morgan Storms]

Thanks darling! I hope to see you soon too!

[Chris]

I really liked the image of the last line... and how my mind wanted to flow on.

[Morgan Storms]

Thanks. I actually had it longer but it went of in another direction that I thought changed the feel of it too much. Thank you for stopping by and reading!

[Chris]

I enjoyed the pause... thanks

[Coyote Poetry]

I like the words "Noctural mistake."
"The flame burned my veins
Yet our desolate romance grew somber"
I like the story and the description. The above lines are true. When something fade away. We must find them somewhere. Thank you for sharing the excellent poetry.
Coyote

[Morgan Storms]

Thank you! Much appreciated.

[Leigh]

First draft? Final copy, more like, I mean whats wrong with it? We are different creatures at night, the night is a different place, it creates a new arena, a new arena for live ad desire. I am interested in the idea of Night in Poetry, like the atmosphere created in this poem.

[Morgan Storms]

Thank you very much. I also like the idea of night in poetry. I find it fascinating, it can always go either way too, dark and somber or sensual and beautiful. Thanks for reading.

[Leigh]

I like it because it challenges the day, why should the daytime get all the glory? :-)

[Morgan Storms]

I agree! A lot of great things happen at night!

[Baby Ricochet]

For some reason I imagined Anne Coulter having an affair with Anderson Cooper while reading this. Then I remembered he was gay so I switched him to Nancy Pelosi. I liked this poem

[Morgan Storms]

That was hilarious. Best review ever. HAHA!

[WILDERNESS]

Emotions captured beautifully , a powerful write .................... no perfect love, Ah!

[Morgan Storms]

Thanks. I felt like it was that typical Romeo and Juliet BLAH BLAH, but I just got the urge to write about broken love! Thanks for reading and reviewing! :)

[WILDERNESS]

Well, they say you aren't complete if you haven't had a broken love affair .............. what do you say........i am not sure

[00000000000000000000000..]

Wow I liked it 1st a lot than some broken came along.I stilled enjoied it very much great write Morgan:)

[Morgan Storms]

Yeah, sometimes I like to throw everyone off. Thanks for reading and stoppig by!

[0000000000000000000000000000]

I like doing that myself cause it makes it fun ! Very welcome