Constantinople

Our poems stranded in Constantinople 

You fled the battlefield when you could have conquered my heart 

    with your stolen words

I won't even call you as a veteran 

In this lost war you are the forgotten soldier 

I will be buried next to Theodora 

   to remember that i wasn't in paranoia

She bore their shame before she ruled*

 and I will recall the nicknames they gave me

            cause of you, i was fooled by you

 so you can curse me on a single drunken night 

You stranded in Constantinople 

And I will flee with Theodora 

Leaving Justinian with the Rioters of Nika

Istanbul will be only a dream for you

I buried you in Constantinople

Your chance to change history is gone

Your empire fell before it began

I buried your poems in Constantinople

Reviews

[Dylan Macadham]

A Rich & Colorful Write! History and Love so often hangs on fragile hooks. ...at least, that's my 2-cents worth :)