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The land doesnt
Hold many secrets
By the shepherd
Oh great daughter Of Ryden
Cast upon me your power of night
Let's its rays crawl
deep within my veins
To the essence of my soul
And I shall be still
Whilst my body absorbs
thine ungodly wrath
And I shall hear the sirens song
As it is heard on the breath of death
If it be your will
Heaven drowns the mountain
Coursing through the highlands of
And should Earth be filled with
Daemons bore from hells smoke
Keep a misty eye for
The angels borne of Sun
from his guitar
Resonate the vision of his Juliet
He recalls the first day he met her
Perched within a tower
As he remained faithfully on the steps
She--- a moonlit glow
And he-- a living embodiment of cupids arrow
Shot twice in life
Once by love
Again by tragedy
Shadow silhouettes lay nurtured by her passing
For his life was saved by loves true kiss
And now he wanders the world musically
The guitar his favorite tourniquet
His wretched story cut short beautifully
By the memory of lady Juliet
I love you so much that my heart hurts to be denied yours. Why must you make me suffer through the tasking trials of missing you? Why must I try so hard for just the tiniest bit of affection? You tell me what is to be "expected" of a man, but what is expected of you? I am not a toy. I am human. You can feel my heart tremble and listen to it beat. Just place your ear upon my chest and believe that I am yours 100%. You tell all your girlfriends how you long for that ring bling and honestly we cannot even get passed the first stages. What must I do before I finally give in .... to leave you lonely. I am just a man--my fears don't make me weak... but love does
Yours for now,
Without a captain
Is just a
Falling constantly in circles
Makes the world seem so grey
I watch it all from my little box
As the colors start to fade
No motion in my serenade
Discourse is all I see
The failure of the human race
No longer disheartens me
Imposter yield before me
Thine eyes reek of a terrible greed
Thy hands a mighty destruction in swing
But only in the angelic mire of a plume indeed
Power yield consistent
From an inconsistent family tree
For the Mirror reveals
A second seal
That imposter held to greed
2 mirrors; one Reality
Of a petal
Remarks the beauty
Of all women
For each one
Is just as precious
Friendship; A virtuous pen
Dating; Lovesick poetry
Marriage; The forever pages
If you were a Harry Potter character, who would you be and why?
*Name: Rowand, Akeksander ... Wulfsbane, Lowell... Wulfsbane, Martinus...Kingsley, Ryker... Rafael, Konnor (Still iffy on the name)
*Specialty; Astronomical Divination/ Parseltongue
*Wand: Knoxwyn (Hybrid consisting of a Unicorns horn (tip/body) and a snakes tongue (bottom half/base) ). One of the rarest wands, ultimately seized before it was to be entrusted to the Malfoys.
Born to a Muggle mother, Belle Seraphim and Sorceror father Eryne Wulfsbane, Martinus discovered magic as a child of 4, playing on the outskirts of his homeland. His accidental decencion into the dark falls was met...
600 nights, I was sentenced
To a lengthy life at sea
Ole warden delivered a deadly devastation
He knew was only given to me
For not even the sticky stride of Davy Jones
Could ever set me free ....
WE are the SOUL
The skin is but a sheath
In which we manipulate
She hailed to Satan
Knealed before GOD
For Christ held the crown
An intricate sword that bore
From the son of man
Counting crows has never
brought the destruction
For their significance
Lies in the mark of Death
memories flooded his mind
he grasped his wedding band.
good keeps it grounded --
bad pushes forward.
many thoughts to poison his reaction.
her absence made it clear,
as the forever ring reached the edge...
Life is becoming quite chaotic. Our heroes are leaving this world faster than we can truly appreciate them. Life is not promised for anyone and it's more important now than ever to sever the ties of hate and deliver love onto each other. Ignorance- an easy fix when forgiveness is the key...
I present my favorite quotes of the late Carrie Fisher;
"I don't want my life to imitate art, I want my life to be art."
" I am a spy in the house of me. I report back from the front lines of the battle that is me. I am somewhat nonplused by the event that is my life."
Oct 21 1956 - Dec 27 2016
May the Force be with you. The Force is with you always.
Fly High Princess Leia...
What constitutes a connection?
The things that connect us the most are also the weapons that tear us apart in our every day lives. It's almost poetic how the hero becomes the villain and vice versa.
I divine such a constant as Imaginary lines that intersect forbidden truths--crawling parallel to the desires of the heart.
Every touch and sensation borne throughout the ages of evolution breeds a genetic line where every mind that speaks has a heart that hears.
For we are all a product and a consequence of history. The ultimate trial by fire, where time is but a symbol to the soul as its silent resonance defies age beyond the bonds of time.
Fragmented as we may be,...
Voices throughout time
Knowledge inscribed throughout the stone
For One touch of 'heavens light'
Causes sounds to repeat
And if you gather amongst
The crystal skulls
They will speak