The Loving DarkIn the darkness,
A figure moves so slowly.
Questioning his purpose here,
And where he's meant to go.
Doesn't understand the light.
In turn he learns to fear it.
A woman smiles softly,
Her warm hold welcomes all.
But in the shadows, things do lurk,
And cripple the Maiden's call.
A weeping boy, doesn't understand
The differences of the world.
Just knows he's not to love a man,
But must, in turn, be hurled.
Into a world, that no one knows
But everyone knows their fear.
And has no reason to disembark this
Machine that controls, contorts, and lies
A weeping man stumbles out.
A maiden's call long dead.
Perhaps it was just a dream,
Perhaps just in his head.
The darkness knows him, it loves him too,
Doesn't judge or condemn.
Just lets him carry on, a weeping man, as him.
Bless me as I walk AloneOden bless me as I walk aloneBless me as I walk Alone3 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Beaten down with stick and stone
And though I'm bound to this rough road
I still give praise for all I've known
Every day, new lessons grow
Mostly reaping what I sow
You've taught me all of this, I know
And onwards on this path I'll go
Though I stumble, and I fall
I rise through challenge, above all
Never caving, standing tall
Knowing I'll go to Valhall
Many folks don't share my views
Some think they are just old news
Still more think I'm a bit loose
But I know, I know the truth
This is my path as a skald
Though it empty seem and cold
It leads to glorious verse and song
I know you're with me, all along.
Journey of Khaj-DarTirdas, Sun's Dusk, 1Journey of Khaj-Dar3 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
* Finally out of that slaver's grasp, its been years since I've been free to do as I please. I swear, by my ancestors, if I ever see another Thalmor mage, I'll rip their heart out with my bare hands. It feels great to not have that damned collar around my neck, but I need to get far from here. The border is a long way away, but I need to find shelter and some food. I know the thalmor will be out looking for me. They won't look kindly on the murders.
* I'm cold, this freezing terrain is horrid. I remember when my master and I resided in Morrowind. I liked the climate there; much nicer than this frozen tundra of a country. I swear, the only weather here is just snow. I've heard holds further south are warmer, or at least not covered in snow. Must be nice, being that close to the border.
* I've found a large rock like shelter, killed the troll that was under here. There was already previous bedding from someone before; I hope trolls don't frequent this area to
He FightsOne-Eyed Wanderer, All-Father to meHe Fights3 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
I ask you for guidance, to help me see
what challenges lie ahead, to be
in the hopes to overcome and be free.
Every so often, I am broken down
beaten to nothingness and left to drown
in this despair and pain that I found
and I need your help, to reach my crown
Please take me by the hand, and let me hold tight
as you walk me through the dark, horrid night
and lend me the strength so that I may fight
In order to force it back, to bring forth light
People continue to berate and lie
Some of them call out that I should just die
and that I'm too weak to do anything, to fly
above them all, into the sky.
So every night, I kneel before your shrine
In the hopes that you'll help someone of my kind
And no matter if you never do, in time
I know that I'll be rewarded, between the line
Maybe not in this life, or even the next
but I know with my heart, that it will be for the best
and so I take their cruel words in jest
because I know one day, one day, I'll rest
Someone Has ToI took my fall,Someone Has To3 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
Saw the goal and I lost it all.
I built my wall,
Only to find out it's not all for one and one for all.
Someone has to lose,
Become the broken and the bruised
Someone has to choose,
And realize it's not a ruse
I took my fall,
Saw the horizon and lost it all
I built my wall,
Only to find it's not all for one and one for all.
I'm tired of being the lost one,
Just want to finally win some.
I'm tired of being left alone,
Just want someone to call my own.
But someone has to lose,
Someone has to be lost and confused.
A husk of what I once was, its not a facade
The heart is empty, though the shell is so hard
What I once was, was something so grand
In the arms of my loved one, she was woman and I was man.
Looking 'cross the barren fields, to think we once ruled the land.
All a memory, just something to fade
As we think of what really remained
Emotions die out, but the pains everlasting
Scream into the mic, with the speakers blasting
I'm tired, and so are you,
Of being the lost
The Weeping ClownShe doesn't love me,The Weeping Clown2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I'm just a name.
Trying to cling to her,
As she rises to fame.
She doesn't need me,
Nor does she care.
Because to her,
I'm rarely there.
Behind the scenes,
Pulling things 'round.
No one notices,
The weeping clown.
No one looks,
Nor do they ask.
They just assume,
He has another task.
"Too busy" they say
"To be questioned or stopped"
"Just let him work"
"He doesn't talk"
Never do they
That the weeping clown
Is really me.
Rawlith Kharji "I cannot understand why skooma is so popular " sighed Do'Krin, as he and his master walked past a skooma den, both in hooded robes marked with a large strange symbol on the backs and wrists. Many of the residents lay outside, out of their minds, whispering strange words in their stupor. Others ran around, elated and feeling on top of the world.Rawlith Kharji3 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"The feeling, I would assume, look at them, they feel as if they can conquer the world " his instructor replied, pointing to those running about. "The others ecstasy I suppose " he finished, looking at those who lay on the mats and benches outside.
"But it is such a dependency, sir" Do'Krin continued. "It does not seem like a good trade; the more you use it, the better you feel, and the more you feel you need it " he sighed, looking upon the addicts with nothing but pity. "Soon they feel like dying more than they feel their ecstasy " he finished.
"I suppose I cannot answer your inquir
A Wonderful DayThe sun is shining brightA Wonderful Day3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Its rays pierce the horizon
The dark has faded away from the night
and now I feel enlightened
A weight was lifted from my shoulders
The chains removed from my wrists
No longer am I crushed by boulders
Now I can finally live in bliss
This feeling is new
Its wonderful and grand
I can begin once more, anew
and make my mark across the land
For the sun is shining bright and strong
I feel its comfort, I feel its warmth
as if to tell me I cannot do a wrong
I will set on down this road and venture forth
Holding my head up high
with no cares in the world
I can start life with her by my side
My loving, caring girl
This is true bliss for me
This is joy.
Its a wonderful day to be
for she's my girl, and I'm her boy.
Ode to OdinThe One-eyed FatherOde to Odin3 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
The great King to the gods
Protector of warriors
who died regardless of cause
My muse and my mentor
The old man that observes
I hope to one day meet you
to fight until time no longer preserves
With his two Ravens,
and his trusted steed
he rules Valhalla strong
the hall of fighters and mead
I hope I can appease you
and I hope you hear me well
For though I am no warrior
I'd rather not go to Hel
A Poet by passion
but filled with a warrior's rage
Time and Culture has forced me
to sit idle in this cage
I'm eager to spread my wings for you
to let out a beserker's cry
I'm eager to spread my wings
and take off in to the sky
Her BeautyHe bled out by the water's edgeHer Beauty3 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
gasping out and crying
He bled out by the water's edge
suffering and dying
The sea was a cruel tempest
never known to be fair
And now he plays her game
as he gasps out for air
Her rocky shores just as harsh
and shattered up his spine
Its probably for the best
for now he feels just fine
Numb and cold, he weeps in silence
begging for release
Numb and cold, he feels no more
just wants to go to sleep
So cruel, the sea
to mock a man like him
Such a fool, the man
to think he could conquer
Suffering SilentlySuffering silentlySuffering Silently3 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Wish I could help
Drag you back out
Of this state, this hell
Alas I'm on the side
Just a patient spectator
Wishing I was in the game
To be considered a player
Let me take you by the hand
And run far with you
Away from troubles of this land
Just us two
You have a voice to be heard
Don't let me speak for you
Come on, utter the words
Let the world know your pain
Let them hear your scream
Then and only then
Will we know its not a dream
Ends HerePlaced upon the throneEnds Here3 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
through lies and deceit.
Bribery and lies
to stop a landsmeet.
Chin held ever high
ignoring the common man.
We can't unite Fereldan
if we can't protect the land.
I was there at Ostagar
I saw what went on.
I pledged my blade to Maric's son
And I stand here with a song.
I've marched across our nation
uniting race and culture.
I have not come this far to fail
and be picked apart by this vulture.
The nation is ready to end this all.
Its ready to stop this Blight.
But we can't continue onward
if, my friends, if we don't unite.
So stand up with me, tall and proud,
And let the Darkspawn taste our steel.
For this day we gather our forces near
for this Blight, this fight, ends here.
I Leave Upon This AltarIn the name of Odin, I pray to theeI Leave Upon This Altar3 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Requesting guidance, asking to see
The challenges I'll face soon, the hardships for me
And what I need to do to overcome, to be
I leave upon this altar: A splash of mead
I leave upon this altar: my prayer to thee
I kneel before your shrine; not a pilgrim or a priest
I kneel before your shrine; to ask wisdom of thee
One man to another; though the differences are great
A boy asking to his father; what is to be his fate
I leave upon this altar: A splash of mead and hopes
That soon you'll come down to me, to show me the ropes
To me, this is foodTake the blade down the sideTo me, this is food3 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
a slight incision, let it gush
Arrange them in a pretty pattern
feel the passion begin to rush
Must hold back
Restrain the passion
Clean the cuts, don't make a mess
Such soft skin, a fine treat
Lick the lips, just a tease
As always, start with the feet
Can't hold back
Don't want to anyway
Want to be loose
and seize this day
A nibble there, a chomp here
So soft and tender
Perhaps should of been cooked
but so little fat to render
Bit into a thick vein
The crimson gravy coats
Perhaps this should be done in a tub
Maybe dinner would float
Passion fuels this mad desire
Darkened moons enrapture the mood
Normal people would be appalled
But to me, this is food.
A strong and broken man.A strong man is defined by his vows,A strong and broken man.10 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
and he had bled for his.
Years could not age what he had swore,
and she wished he had sworn for her.
A captain of honor and virtue
damaged by his hope.
She struggled with his obsession
and grew jealous of it.
Was she not worthy of his regard?
Not a symbol for adulation?
Could she not tempt a loving word,
or even break the skin?
The stronger the man the worse the break,
and what was he if not broken?
Hope had scarred but did not mend
the loss he bore on his back.
She felt his eyes recede
and knew he thought of her.
A woman that had won his strength
and lost it to his ambition.
A man who loved so purely
it reflected in his crimes.
He felt the loss so deeply
it imbedded in his skin.
She never knew herself
to crave a hopeful man.
But she loved him for his vow,
and wanted him to break it.
Drained of all My SanityDrained of all my SanityDrained of all My Sanity3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
By Alexander Hall
Drained of sanity, I wander
Regretting things of past, I ponder
Things are not quite what I'd like, somber
And yet I still stand, I wonder.
Prayers are cold and empty, lost
If only I had prepared, such a cost
And now I'm at my end, the boss
only to find I've already, lost.
Prepared for death, a quicker end
I wish so much I still had a friend
Someone who cared enough to send
their regards and courage, to help mend
This thing shouldn't be
It lurks within, can't you see
That this horrible thing is really
He Goes Home TonightHere a young boy standsHe Goes Home Tonight3 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Eager to taste cold steel
Baptized by warm blood
He will never learn to fear
A decade soon passes by
A young man he is now
Skills honed for battle
His blood holds his vow
Plundering the weaker
Surviving on what he can
A lifetime of war goes by
His bloody print across the land
An old man kneels down slow
Before a shrine to the gods
He's learned pilgrimage is best
Before he takes any on
He feels weaker than usual
But still holds fiery passion
He knows this day will be his last
But he will still take action
He charges forth in battle
A tired smile on his lips
Old shield now shattered
Reaches for the ax on his hips
Drop one weapon, grab another
This old dance he knows well
Too late, too soon, he misses a step
He knows he's not going to Hel
He can hear their voices, He sees a figure
As the blood pours from his wound
Valkyries are coming for him
It's time to go home
And Loki Taketh AwayI woke first thing this morning with the rising of the sunAnd Loki Taketh Away3 years ago in Concrete Poetry More Like This
Hoping for a day of rest and laughter and of fun
So I invited all the gods to come along with me
But my car wouldn't get too far; one of them stole my keys!
Thor just shrugged and said, "I do not know where they have gone."
Anubis checked inside the house and Sekhmet on the lawn.
But Loki stood apart and chuckled oh so guiltily.
He held them high and said, "Twas I who made off with your keys!"
We made it out the door and were a mile or so away
I was determined we would have a restful, peaceful day
We pulled into a drive-thru, but the cashier thought me strange
Opened the till to take my bill, but someone stole my change!
Thor turned out his pockets; they were empty as before
Anubis checked under the seats and Sekhmet checked the floor
I chanced a glance at Loki, who laughed as though deranged.
He handed me my money, for 'twas he who stole my change!
After lunch we thought that we might go out for a drink
(I called a friend to d
Ungrateful (Explicit)Ungrateful little prickUngrateful (Explicit)3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
just getting in my way
I wish for you to die
so I can have my say
in how I go about
my everlasting day
but no you just won't go
just won't go away
I struggle to contain
to hold back and endure
these urges that I have
to beat you to the floor
but alas I hold back
even though you're a whore
who we all know
deserve far more
to the point where
I'm glad you're out the door
Without you, finally away
I can somewhat see the light
but every so often
I'm dragged back in the night
angered and in fright
But I keep them away
keep them out of sight
My language is progressing
into a deeper pit
where I'm rhyming oddly
with words like shit
but vulgarity is fun
it makes me feel a bit
loose and relaxed
although they say stop it
I'm writing at a random
I'm writing quite odd
I'm writing with confusion
and just rambling on
to fill out a page
until I feel all
and not dead, or gone
Forgive me while I rant now
Forgive me a bit more
I just want to b
I'm a LiarI dream of you every nightI'm a Liar3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
always awoken quickly,
drenched in sweat and tears
Vivid memories wake me in fright
I wish I had some comfort
Someone to hold me
Someone who loved me
I wish my life wasn't in distort
I shake and tremble
contemplating dark, horrid acts
I wake in a frantic move
and take a blade to this temple
My body is now covered in scars
some heal, most I rip back open
just to check if I still care
If I said I didn't, I'm a liar
I want peace, I want to move on
I can't have it, consumed by hate
I don't deserve it, only more pain
I'm a broken record, playing this song
Playing this song
Playing this song
I'm a liar
for playing this song
When I Close My EyesWhen I close my eyesWhen I Close My Eyes3 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
And think on all I know
I can't help but smile
For the one place that I'll go
I know what lies ahead of me
And what I can achieve
But that does not make me eager
To walk away, to leave
I face each day, treat it new
But I can guess whats around the bend
I know that if I keep going this way
My time will surely end
I love those in my life
And cast out who cause me pain
But every night I huddle near
And beg to hear your name
I eagerly await your presence
Await your warmth, a glance
I eagerly wait to show you
If, when, given the chance
Bless me as I go forward
In this life and the next
Cast out trickster daemons
And anything that they hex
Gods of Old, hear my call
Feel the warmth of my hearth
Hear me loud, hear me proud
And bless me for the next part
A Poor Man's MealFather Odin and Lady Frigga,A Poor Man's Meal2 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
please join me by my fire.
I've made a blessed meal for all,
to deny you two would be dire.
I ask that you accept my gift,
my thanks for all you've done;
so that you'll continue true,
until the Ragnarok does come.
I have only the best to offer,
what I could gather and afford.
But my message, gift, is as strong as others,
just missing fancy napkins and cords.
A poor man's offering,
what he can always spare.
Make another spot at the table,
so its far less bare.
I hope you'll join me
this lonesome night,
as I now share
this simple rite.
So selfishSlowly he puts the gun to his temple,So selfish3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
A moment of doubt for something so simple.
A loud bang and he falls to the floor,
his family screaming as they burst through the door.
If only they had realized, if only they'd seen
that he was not well, insane it would seem.
The signs were all there, paranoia and depression.
He had thought it through completely, to the point of obsession.
The only release, a sweet moment of bliss
only to bring it all to this.
So foolish, so weak, so selfish to die.
But to carry on with life, living a lie.
He had to do it, it was the only way.
No longer would he be tormented, living day by day.
The pain was too much, the choices so slim.
It was either he went out, or took them all with him.
Slowly he puts the gun to his temple,
reflecting on his choices, so simple.
A loud bang, and his hand just trembles,
a moment of doubt, his world had crumbled.
His family bursts through the thick oak door
Only to find the gun on the floor.
He couldn't do it, couldn't follow thro