Fallen-Moonlight

 A City With No Name A city with no name; olds all my shattered dreams and cradles them- hazardously on broken neon signs, teetering on forty foot tall buildings, using wine corks and cocktail olives for Band-Aids that never do their job. A city with no name just blackened, hallow streets Haunts me with the light that tricks me into believing: On the corner of 42nd and Ames, Waiting at the bus stop; Umbrella in hand, varsity jacket steeped in your perfume, hand extended, is you with that honeyed smile upon your face. A city with no name only wisps of suffocation driving me to exhaustion! Only a symphony of breaking dishes to coa

                        The Troubles of a Prince Ziyon, prince to the throne of Solaris- kingdom of the dazzling pink suns- in the realm of Solaria. Proudly bred by two strong mother. Young, handsome, brave and kindly. He was everything that his parent's could have hoped for. Yet he yearned for so much more than what was in front of him. He sighed heavily, sitting on the small chaise that lay a few feet away from his canopy bed with its thick, comforting curtains that blocked all light out at night. His crown was in his lap, the glittering jewels sparkling up at him, smiling. He could not bring himself to smile back at them. No matter how