Porphyrogenítē(Ánna Komnēnḗ)

Porphyrogenítē(Ánna Komnēnḗ)

Porphyrogenítē(Ánna Komnēnḗ)

The Eagle's child, with wings outstretched

Looked up in awe at father's flight

His soaring form, majestic, regal

Became her guiding star's pure light

Upon the gilded halls I tread

Where marble whispers tales unsaid

My father, like the sun above——

His rays a distant, yearned-for love...

A captive in the courts of fate

I walk the line 'twixt love and hate

The crown that glimmers, out of reach

Becomes the siren song I preach

In scrolls of lore, I weave my plight

A tapestry of steel and light

My quill, a sword of ink and grace

Writes glows o'er my silent face

The constellations in the sky

Reflect the questions in my eye

Amidst the stars, his figure stands

A guardian of these troubled lands

But chains of duty bind me fast

To scripts and roles, a tethered past

Like ivy yearning toward the sun

I seek the path that can't be won

The phoenix rises from the flame

Reborn anew yet still the same

So too, my spirit longs to soar

Beyond the tides, to distant shores

Porphyrogenítē(Ánna Komnēnḗ)

Porphyrogenítē(Ánna Komnēnḗ)

Porphyrogenítē(Ánna Komnēnḗ)

The labyrinth of power winds

Through corridors of hearts and minds

Yet in its depths, I forge my way

A compass by my own array

O Nova-rome——

Cradle deep——

Your secrets in my soul I keep

Though tempest toss my fragile bark

I sail by stars that pierce the dark

In echoes of his footsteps gone

I find the strength to carry on

My father's legacy, a fire

Ignites in me a true desire

But fate's dark clouds soon crossed her way

As envy's glows dimmed her rise

Though forced to earth, her spirit free

Took wing through ink, her sole disguise

The Eagle's child

Though grounded now

Achieved through words

A flight sublime

Porphyrogenítē(Ánna Komnēnḗ)

Porphyrogenítē(Ánna Komnēnḗ)

Porphyrogenítē(Ánna Komnēnḗ)