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The Spacebat
The Spacebat
The Spacebat
How we mammals have always dreamed
Of the purest simplest freedom at hand
To soar across the earth and sky
The stars at our backs and the clouds ahead.
For so long the birds have flown
Gazing upon us in pity or pride
Until one mammal wished to fly
Stronger and higher than any other.
With rodent features and wings of flesh
Strewn under spindly arms
He tried again and again to take flight
Failing over the course of centuries.
And yet his descendants carried his spirit
Trying to fly, dying for freedom.
Until one day at last they rejoiced
When the first one flew high with pride.
The birds at first denied their presence
But were
We Are All But Worms
We Are All But Worms
We Are All But Worms
By FinalGamer
Rising from the ground
We stand before a new dawn
With a new list to create
Of obituaries
When we ready our arms
To fight them once again
The worms over there
On the greener side of grass
For too long have they
Punished us with their weapons
Their mortars and grenades
To make crater tombs for us
But no more when we
Have gained equal weaponry
To finally kill them all.
You would ask me why
What do worms have to fight for
Other than the grass here
No different from their grass
But it means much more
Than who has the greenest grass
Or the softest soil
It's all about power
To show those o
Sculptor of Blood
Oh How It Will Hurt
Tears of Snow
Tears of Snow
Tears of Snow
On a cold Winter morning
All alone in the countryside
I made you
Within my lonely little mind.
Mother was cooking her pie
Father was away at work
And just me
With acres of snowfields and no lights of homes.
I dug into the snow
With sad small hands
And then began to sculpt away.
So cold but I didn't care
When my heart's not warm
Without a friend to hold me.
Slowly I made a friendly face
With a warm winter coat
Three buttons
And a trilby hat and scarf for you.
I ran a finger along your face
Made you smile with a touch
But then you winked
Through eyes of blackest coal shining at me.
And then I knew someone
Had seen me sad
An
Dreams I See Never End Youth
Dreams I See Never End Youth
Dreams I See Never End Youth
A splatter of ink was all it took
To give spark to the smallest idea
Like the burst of flame beside an oil puddle
To bring forth light to all who see.
It started in a deep dark mine
Diamonds glistening with promise and cheer
To put upon a maiden's hand
Who was the fairest in all the land.
To add to this mixture of dreams
One needed two more ingredients.
The blood of a mother
And the tears of a child.
Once added a new age would dawn upon us
One of animated prosperity
Where trees can dream of human lives
And nightmarish wings glow with fantasies.
Following suit was a dreamer of cards
In the teatime of the never
Agoom
Agoom
Agoom
By FinalGamer
In the beginning there was us
Servants of a kingdom of innocence
Blessed with fungal heads
Filled with spores of knowledge.
A benevolent empire ruled us
If anything too benevolent
For some of us began to want more
Than mundane niceties.
A life lived in simple repetition
May as well not be a life at all
When we lusted for adventure
Beyond the kingdom borders.
One day came news of a lizard king
Young and eager to conquer all
With a passion for adventure
And a heart of darkness.
Some of us were frightened
While others were fascinated
Especially one of us in particular
Whose name was Agoom.
Eventually cam
A Legendary Speech
A Legendary Speech
A Legendary Speech
(In honour of the Legendary Pokemon)
When you found me here
I expected respect from you
But instead all I saw was greed and pride
And an unnatural desire.
A desire to see your shelves
Filled with prisons of us
An army entombed in illogical darkness
All for you to fight your own battles.
And did you not even ask me
If I wanted to be my own beast?
Did you not even think of my peace
When I am a symbol of legend?
Do you want to destroy legends
By beating them down into slavery
Within balls to become chains
And strip away pages of folklore?
I am not your fighting pet
But neither shall you be mine
When all I wanted was solit
Prophecies of the Moon
Prophecies of the Moon
Prophecies of the Moon
Many speak about the stars
But everyone knows of dear Luna
Floating aroundher brother Earth
Or perhaps Earth isher mother.
Like Eve came from Adam's rib
Some say the moon is a piece
Separated from the earthen womb
We live upon within steel anthills.
Some believe the oceans themselves
Are the subjects of the moon's love
Tugging at Mother's watery teats
Too old to us, too young to the universe.
Others claim it summons the clouds
To channel the power of lightning
As spiritual Aether, ghosts of the stars
To strike upon Mother in pubescent fury.
And then there are few who prophesise
That a phoenix shall rise from Olympu
Mindless Dreams
Mindless Dreams
Mindless Dreams
When the eye of the mind sleeps
Dreams awaken within me
To confuse, frighten, astound and inspire
The most resolute of ambitions within my soul.
What do I dream of in slumber,
Within fantastical reminescence
Where there are oceanic galaxies
And earthen chasms deeper than those oceans?
I dream of wiping acid tears off the face of trees
As I pass by on a ship powered by mist
Riding through the coldest fog of the night
Which twinkle all around me as if stars hide within.
The ship rides ever higher as I see the lowland plans
Arrested within the dampening mist
Except the bumps of the lands above it
Turning the smallest hills in
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The Patient
The Patient
The patient waited for the completed diagnosis of his anatomy. He sat hunched over on a woven rush weed mat. His paws, though they were more like flippers with fingers-like endings, were starting to sweat. The sweat was water but it was warm, unlike the cold Northern waters the patient lived in. His wait was soon over, when after five minutes, the doctor emerged from his room.
`What is it, Dr Kassirat?` the patient asked with hesitation and anxiety. `Is it serious?` The quiver of his voice was noticeable as it reverberated throughout his sleek, rubber skin body, like a miniature earthquake within a grey ocean.
`Well, at first,` bega
The World I Live In
The World I Live In
The World I Live In
The world I see is not what the others see
For I do not let others sway my thoughts now.
When the Earth was covered not by land but by sea
I always ask myself how?
How do I see the world as it is today
Spinning on in shades of green and blue?
As white chariots of clouds cover the bay
I ask myself a few questions today.
Why do some people lie to each other then carry that lie with them?
Why do we wear masks of a false emotion?
Even to our friends and family we hide our true selves
In which this seems to become involuntary.
In the past and the present we fought against each other
White versus black, west versus east.
Ri
Ode to a stream
Ode to a stream
Ode to the stream at Bellies Brae
I walk past the car park which gleams metallic rainbows
Of vehicles that appear in all colours and sizes and shapes.
The ground is slick with 2-hour old rain
The blackened earth seeming to weep in pain
Of this new gravel mask it is forced to wear forever.
I jump past the miniature slope, daring my mind
But I graze my knee as I land, and now it stings for a while.
Another new wound to add to my collection
Of the times I’ve fallen in my life,
Yet something near me has worse wounds.
The stream that runs under the small bridge
Under the wooden slanted planks
Like a submissive prisoner below the decks of
Frozen
Frozen
Frozen
Your voice is frozen, no one knew why but I knew how
And no one can hear it except you and I.
I do know why and I do know how
You are now like a bird who forgot how to fly.
Why we will never hear your dulcet tones again
It is truly terrible for us all.
No one has any reasons or any answers for you
Not even me and I witnessed it.
A fine winter day along the Cairngorms
The snow munches away beneath our feet
While you and I talked all the way
With nowhere to go, no one to meet.
Then it happened, a blizzard began
We looked for shelter with a half-calm mind.
I was first to run, then you as well ran
For a mouth of a cave to desperately
Eulogy of a Brother
Eulogy of a Brother
Eulogy of a Brother
He was dear to me, that much I knew.
When my brother died, I knew then how much he meant to me.
Sometimes I may have taken him for granted,
But I was always glad to see him, no matter when.
His smile was enlightening, and told that all was right,
His eyes reflected whatever I felt.
Sometimes he would play, as if nothing else mattered,
Other times, he would be serious and honest.
He binded together the bond
Of me, him and my other brothers.
He never did anything bad, nothing that was wrong.
He was a brother-in-arms to the truest word.
When he died, I was not by his side.
Whether that would make a difference is unknown t
The Wind of the Days
The Wind of the Days
The Wind of the Days
As I wandered across the Sunnyside field
During the hour of relaxing at 1 pm,
I was visited by a natural presence
A presence so powerful, yet so gentle at the same time.
The wind, one of the four elements of Nature.
Master of the sky,
Sculpter and transporter of the clouds,
And supporter of the land, it’s eternal natural rival.
I hear it whisper, speaking of mysterious secrets of Nature.
I hear it talk, conversing with the plants and animals.
I hear it laugh, mocking humans for their feeble attempts of understanding
Yet I also hear it scream, crying for the fate of Earth.
It travels far and wide, unafraid of whe
Cards Call the Time
Cards Call the Time
Cards Call the Time
(inspired by a pack of cards, Wonderland and the strumming of a senior High School student)
2 of Clubs - The guards change their duties.
9 of Diamonds - The guards slake their thirst.
King of Spades visits only for a small while
Jack of Hearts strums his lute.
His musical talent is as priceless as Diamonds.
He’s respected and revered around all the Clubs.
Hearts lift and fall with his notes
His band of friends have talent in Spades.
3 of hearts - The guards go to sleep.
The Queen of Spades passes by without a word.
8 of Diamonds - A call to Arms!
6 of Clubs - The prisoners are fed.
10 of Spades - They dig the gra
Nature's Army
Nature's Army
NATURE’S ARMY
Nature has an army, who don’t always group together
Split into platoons, striving under any weather.
Their goal is to take back what’s rightfully theirs
For the Earth they seek as the rightful heirs.
The recon groups have already been
Scouting the layout of the enemy bases.
The hummingbird flew but was never seen
The gazelle saw the camps, but not the enemy’s faces.
First comes the cannon fodder of insects and rodents
Only relying on allies and natural unguents.
Armed with fangs, claws, venom and traps of their own design,
They go down as quickly as they came.
Next are the fighters with years of battl
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The Spacebat
The Spacebat
The Spacebat
How we mammals have always dreamed
Of the purest simplest freedom at hand
To soar across the earth and sky
The stars at our backs and the clouds ahead.
For so long the birds have flown
Gazing upon us in pity or pride
Until one mammal wished to fly
Stronger and higher than any other.
With rodent features and wings of flesh
Strewn under spindly arms
He tried again and again to take flight
Failing over the course of centuries.
And yet his descendants carried his spirit
Trying to fly, dying for freedom.
Until one day at last they rejoiced
When the first one flew high with pride.
The birds at first denied their presence
But were
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I'm sorry I've been away for so long, if anyone still likes my poems and photos that is. I've pretty much moved over to FurAffinity as - http://www.furaffinity.net/user/cxulubcah - where I am currently working on the chronicles of FinalGamer.
Yes that raptor, the one with the crazy game-related stuff in all the commissions.
That one. He's now got stories! TEH WRITINGZ! Okay seriously though I've been really storming on them lately so I guess if any of you were curious enough about him you can read them.
I'm not really dead here, I just haven't had any ideas of poetry for a long time, I've been more into stories than poems of late. So
8 Random Facts Meme
8 Random Facts Meme
Tagged by ~MaestroMorte (https://www.deviantart.com/maestromorte)
Rules:
1. post these rules
2. each person tagged must post 8 random (hopefully interesting) facts about themselves
3. tags should write a journal of these facts
4. at the end of the post 8 more bloggers are tagged and named.
5. go to their page and leave a comment telling them that they're tagged.
1. I am extremely picky with my food to the point that I can count how many kinds of food I eat by one hand.
2. I suffered from nightmares constantly until I was 10 years old.
3. I am incredibly giggly when drunk but oddly more balanced.
4. I am bisexual with 60% liking in guys and 40% in girls.
5. I have
Character Meme from Takamo
Character Meme from Takamo
From the ever-awesome ~takamo (https://www.deviantart.com/takamo)
1. Choose a few of your own characters. Five at the most.
2. Make them answer the following questions.
3. Then tag three people.
4. Feel free to go ahead and add some questions yourself!!
So. . . who's doing the quiz? And introduce yourself please for the rest.
FinalGamer: OOH, I love quizzes! FinalGamer, traveller of the universe.
Leon: Hmmm a little questionnaire? Why not, I always enjoy some information sharing. I am Leon Uranov, a pleasure to meet you.
Tropar: Ask away. My name is Tropar.
Jordan: Sure sure, shoot, but not literally. Name's Jordan MacIntyre.
Jaled: I have some time, g
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WhIppIng-b0yHobbyist
Hi
Saw you are an eternal darkness fan - did you know there is a sequel being made via kickstarter?
www.kickstarter.com/projects/6…
david hayatr (metal gear's solid snake0 will be doing the voice of the main character. It'll be on PC and WiiU with a PS4 stretch goal. Just giving you a heaps up!
dustysculpturesHobbyist Artisan Crafter
Thank you so much for the 
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WAIT I HAS A MOTORCYCLE >:3
WAIT I HAS A MOTORCYCLE >:3