Poetry Challenge # 39-Royal Perspective

[Esthalia]

It's easy to write a poem from your own eyes, but try to write one from the perspective of something completely unknown (I'm assuming here that none of us Iwakuians are born from a royal family, if so... sorry! ;D )


Take a moment to think about a position of power and what life might be like. Try your hardest NOT to use the title in the poem, but let us know what position you chose in your title :D

Here is my example! I went with the title of Queen.

There he is
Crossing glares and stepping on toes
Here I am
Sitting silent and taking instruction
There I've been
Under him
Under the world that sits atop his shoulders
But he does not know
I've become persuasive, cunning, a real artist
They crowd at my feet
Pulling me in a million directions
Who to choose, who to be?
There he is
Saddened and betrayed
Here I am
Content and daring
Sitting on my throne of thorns.

 

[Warenai hana]

"The King" or something

I sit high above the rest
No one knows my pains
They see their own
They think I have it made
I sit there looking down
I see the pain that canot be fixed
Yet they call on me like a god
As if some way I could magicaly fix everything
They do not understand
I see from a diffrent light
From the eyes of Royalty

 

[Villamvihar]

Not very good, but the best I can manage. I hope that it is obvious whom I chosen, though one could argue that he is not exactly a royal figure...

When the hammer falls, I am there
Along with the men in my care.

At dawn, when everything is red,
My sword marks the graves of the dead.

Right when the great slaughter begins,
I extinguish all my feelings.

Leaving all my mercy behind,
I end everything that I find.

On Sundays, during confession,
Those I killed, I do not mention.

Righteous words never reach my ears,
Neither do your pitiful tears.

Dabble not with my way of life,
Read the first letter of every first line.

 

[Acquariana]

Mine isn't quite royalty, either, though she does directly serve the Queen. I think who it is is quite clear, but I'll edit in the person's role in the court if need be.

Made-up Language version:

Pa' Reina fece'n reglu
I carte de Rei leu,
D'odiu i d'amori
Ea Migo loqui.

De corti sé toda dansa'n
et toutes les langues du royaume,
Sé che vistassu de Reina
Remitiri mesagi'n à cassa significa.

Sempri la speru,
I sempri me spera.


English version:
For the Queen I sort the dates
And read the letters from her King,
Of her royal love and hate
She discusses with me.

I know the Court's dances
Et toutes les langues du royaume,
I know the Queen's glance
Means to relay a message home.

Always I await her,
And always she awaits me.

 

[PPBG]

Princess
Perched I am, upon my throne
Eager not to be alone
Right by me, an empty chair
For my prince, who isn't there
Endless duties I attend
Calls of war my prince did send
Til finally, war called him
I think his future is grim
Out there on the battle field
Nonetheless, his fate's not sealed
I wait for my mate's return
So, til then, for him I yearn
Caving in under the stress
Of course it does seem endless
Since both jobs of ours I do
Time seems short and ever few
Liberty gained that I did lack
Yet I want him to come back


A poem about a medieval princess who's husband has gone off to war. She is left at home, playing two roles: one as a princess and one as a prince. She acts as a ruler at times and as well as her normal duties. Even if she is happy with her newfound freedom from obeying his every order, she still wishes his safe return.
(The first letter in every line spells out something that isn't really related.)

 

[Ashi]

Prince

Sole heir to the throne
Waiting for the chance to rise
Into power over all

Powerful empire
To rule with an iron fist
Follow in the King's footsteps

 

[SlamifiedBuddafied]

The Jester.

Fluttering lies,
shit surrounded by flies
popularity by royal mandate.

How they laugh oh how they quiver
puppets on the strings
as if they were a river,
sustaining their lord
with trinkets and artifacts and lavish things.

There was I laughing about
telling tales and snapping jokes,
gripping eyes and ears
with royal anecdotes.

How a twirl oh I how whirl,
a fool to some.
Truth be told among this castle scum
it is I who knows the true joke.