The Death of BaldrThe Death of Baldr8 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
The Death of Baldr
Author: Alysandra D.
Notes: By some twist of fate, or insanity, I have decided to enter the Elves mythology contest. In the seemingly limitless tales of norse mythology I have heard over the years, The Death of Baldr has always been my favourite. Lokis treachery in some ways amused me, and I thought his cleverness admirable, if that makes sense. Now, enough rambling, and on with the story.
Long-eared Baldr was the fairest of the elves,
He was the sun to the moon, and the light to the dark,
Always dancing, ever laughing,
His gaiety was limitless.
But by and by, long-eared Baldr grew pale,
Laughing less, dancing none,
His fair wife Nanna, with her pointed ears, asked;
Husband, how fare you?
To Nanna he replied;
My dream is my enemy, I shall be killed and none in this court
Of laughing, dancing elves can save me.
And Baldr would not smile.
Fair Nannas lip trembled, and she rushed,
Falling at the gnarled elf Odins
Inner Hellit's easy to say get over itInner Hell10 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
it's easy to say move on
it's easy to just forget
when you still see the sun
but when your world is darkness
and your heart is ice
people think your cold inside
but they just don't pay the price
they never know the depths of it
they never know the pain
cause even when you tell them
your tears are all in vane
they always tell you to cry it out
they say it's wrong to fight
they tell you nothing will ever change
until you walk in light
but they never understand your rage
they never understand your soul
they never understand your truly lost
and live without a goal
so you walk the streets a drunken fool
gettin coked up, gettin high
you stalk the alleys in the night
wishin that you could die
they say you should move on
they say you'll live past it
but what they can't comprehend
is when you throw a fucking fit
becuase it eats away inside you
it tears away at your mind
it makes hell look pathetic
becuase it's a place you just can't find
so day after day you put up
Yin-YangDevils and Angels don't get along...Yin-Yang11 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
but what happens if thay fall inlove?
The law of nature has a huge wall
to send hell down and heaven above.
They're never together, there's always war
but after a war there's always a calm,
in that time can they understand?
That heaven and hell cannot be appart.
One can't substain without the other,
their resistance is futile and they call it honor
everytime they try to kill one another.
Devils and Angels who've fallen for love
have nothing left to do but to run,
away from the pain and into the rain,
leaving with haste,
from heaven and hell that wait with rage.
What can they do against all odds?
With no one there to hear their calls,
Waiting forever for when they fall
Watching hell and heaven as they mock
Not understanding what they did wrong...
When all they did was learn to love...
-Heart-Every time I see your picture,-Heart-8 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I have to stop awhile.
I have to take a bit
to sit and think,
and ponder at your smile.
How can you be so beautiful?
So perfect in every way?
From your soul to your face
it makes me wonder every day.
How much it makes me love you,
so perfect that you are,
I really don't deserve you,
and can never expect to get far.
But even knowing that so truly,
a mere IM can hit so hard.
I want to hold you in my arms,
for you to be all mine.
I want you forever,
oh it would be divine.
Evolution of the MindIn the time when love was forsakenEvolution of the Mind12 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
and each gleaming dream forgotten
your importance shone.
Despite the fact you were, perhaps,
gone for good,
I knew in my heart (and in my soul)
peace could be made
if only I could have one lingering
with your inspirational pain
wrapped around like bitter tears
over my silent heart.
My regret flashes slowly
over pictures in my mind
perverting joyous memories.
But through this sorrow,
I have one solace, that
knowledge of what you are to me.
Your lessons now are heeded,
simple love or complex care,
hidden tears tucked away
into a deeply cloaked soul.
Distance became a dream
and the dream yet remains
of that karma, that chemistry...
And your special type of wonderful
gently forced me to see
the stark and glory-blackened truth
even when you were no longer there.
DepressionI've heard so many people tell those who suffer depression to just 'cheer up.' I wonder if they can really believe that it's that simple.Depression9 years ago in Academic Essays More Like This
Depression isn't just sadness. It is emptiness, it is misery. It is pain and nothingness at once. When you are truly depressed you lack the ability or will to cheer yourself up. No one just 'has depression.' You suffer from it. This is depression:
You will wake at 5, 6, maybe 7am, feeling as though you had only just fallen asleep. It's likely you did. If you don't have to be somewhere, you could lie in bed for another 3 hours...too tired, too miserable and pathetic to crawl out of you bed. Or maybe you will sleep until 1pm, because it's so much easier to sleep through most of the day than actually live it, and you're so unbelievably tired anyway. You will push through the day, knowing that every hour will be a struggle and not knowing how you will feel tomorrow. People will ask what is wrong, and you will simply smile and say 'nothing, I'm just tired
Poem For HimYou Threw it all away.Poem For Him8 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Your love, my heart.
You wanted to forget.
But promised me you'd stay,
And youre not here anymore.
These streetlights still glow,
Through our old favorite places
There's not a soul or a voice.
I recognize anymore.
Those stars were our dreams.
They've all flown away.
I am driftwood.
You let go of my hands.
Goodbye for now.
Your eyes are fading lights.
Your laughter is dying Music.
I see the cities
I see the streets
They were all ours.
For you & I.
Where we used to go
But Your there alone now
Wolf's BaneA pungent smell wafted into the room causing its occupant to stir sleepily. A deep groan was heard as the figure in bed moved towards the odor.Wolf's Bane6 years ago in Fantasy More Like This
Hmmm my favorite, Wolfs Bane, said the dark haired male rising slowly from the linen sheets, leaving a disgruntled Pahates curled at the end of the bed and a suspiciously empty spot where Nefertari would have slept.
The sound of a great wooden door opening and bare feet padding on stone could be heard throughout the halls of the palace. Forestalling the makeup and jewelry, Ramses strode straight to the cavernous kitchen from which that heavenly smell was originating from.
Dalin is that what I think it is, he asked walking over to his green eyed friend, whats the occasion?
Dalin looked up from the simmering pot and replied sighing, Its the anniversary of your marriage to Nefertari, or did you forget again?
Ramses blushed scarlet and stammered a bit, while Dalin just sm