Deadly Sins...

There are 7 of them. And here they are, for your own enjoyment:

Avarice

Envy

Gluttony

Lust

Sloth

Vanity

Wrath

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Turn to God

Think it might be a good time to post another poem.

Turn to God

Satan mocks: “God must fall.”
God whispers: “Stand just tall.”
Devils shout: “We must rule.”
Angels sigh: “Don’t be fools.”

Human with heart sincere
Clouds invade your mind.
As the Judgment draws near,
There are answers we must find.

Gone are the days
Of ancient past.
But, alas,
Eden was not ment to last…

All you see
Is suffering and pain,
Death and famine,
Battles without gain…

Now lay down your sword,
In front of God kneel.
You’d be amazed how many
A prayer would heal.

In the end,
I wish you peace,
And remember,
Wars do cease...

Hallelujah & Shine

Should I say what I like in this world, few things come to mind. But these are two of them. Listen to the lyrics, they say it all :-).

The Raven - Edgar A. Poe

Came across this poem and video. The Raven by Edgar A. Poe.

Am I a Fool? Yes, I am...

Just took a test. More for the fun of it, not that I believe it. But the result says it all. And I am proud of it

Which Major Arcana Tarot Card Are You?
0 - The Fool

The Fool is the most complex and most contradictory of all the Tarot cards. "I am not a number, I am a free man". The Fool represents naivety and childlike innocence - yet the Fool is wise. He carries only what possessions he really needs. He journeys through life, tasting everything it has to offer then letting it go and moving on. The Fool is a risk taker, often shown with one foot over a cliff showing us every new beginning has a risk. Whether the Fool represents opportunity or danger one thing is clear: this world needs more fools.

In dust...

My longest poem yet. This is one of the older poems, fresh out of the archives. Enjoy :-)



In dust...

In dust,
I once lay torn.
Like a phoenix,
From the ashes I’m reborn…

Vision of royalty,
Of a damned queen,
All clad in black garments
Unlike any I’ve ever seen.

Her guise
Angels could ensnare,
Her stride,
As though walking on air.

She, from thousands of men,
Selected just one knight,
To be made keeper
At the gates of the night.

That knight
Was I.
A simple gaze
And I could not die.

A cold touch,
A poisonous kiss,
A moment of pain,
Of pure bliss…

Soft whispers
Of an unknown spell,
Release old demons
From their bonds in hell.

Eons have passed
Since that day,
A thousand years more
Still to pay.

Her heart, just as mine,
Slowly, turned rusty and old.
Our souls
Were shattered and cold.

Until that faithful day,
When the one with an angel’s face
Granted me mercy
And took me into her grace.

She might know,
Or still be unaware…
Noble such a heart
Has long since become rare.

A human by sight,
A goddess by name.
Victory returned my soul
A blazing flame.

When the Dark Queen
Got word of me not at her side,
She damned me to hell.
Out of her grace, I soon died.

…

Innocent child,
Righteous empress,
Fierce warrior,
Blessed goddess,

I did not know
My angel could be.
A warm touch
And I was once again free.

Death dealt
Scores of scars,
Now healed
By Heaven’s golden stars.

In dust,
I once lay torn.
Like a phoenix,
From the ashes I’m reborn.

Blind love...

A sweet story. I didn't write it, I only translated it in English. Thought you might like it as well.



Once upon a time, there was a blind girl... For fear of rejection, she isolated herself from everything and everyone. She didn't want anyone's company, save for her boyfriend.
One day she said: "All I want is to see the world around me!"
"Would you marry me?" the boy replied...
"I cannot marry. Not when I cannot see." was her response...
After a while, she recieved a pair of eyes. An anonymous donation. She could finally see. And one thing she saw was that her boyfriend was blind as well.
Upon seeing this, she said: "I cannot marry a blind man".., She turned to leave.
Before the sound of her footsteps died out, the boy whispered: "Take care of my eyes... please..."

Rusted blade...

Back again, with a new one. Oh, and one more thing before I sign off. More or less all the pictures are from DeviantART.



Rusted blade...

Rusted blade
And bloody armor,
My only friends
Under an old oak’s shade…

Full moon rise…
Come nightmares,
Come dreams…
As all sound dies,

Clouds gather on the sky…
The fire dies out,
Darkness embraces all…
Morpheus draws nigh…

Sights of corpses rotten,
Of battles fought
Throughout time,
Have not been forgotten…

Crows and ravens
Circle ‘bove me…
As Baal approaches
There’re no havens…

Blessed be the light,
That shines in darkness…
Blessed be the angel,
That takes away my fright…

Skillet - Whispers in the dark

I think it is about time to turn the page. As for the poems, one (special) person already has the latest one, which will be posted tomorrow. Now back to the video. Watch and listen. Carefully. You might understand the choice a little better.



Enjoy...

Meat Loaf - I would do anything for love

Talk about beauty and the beast. This is one of the best songs that I know.

Nightwish - While your lips are still red

Let there be night... for then is the time for a true rose to bloom.

The Knight (II)

I have lost track of the order in which they were written. Another one from the dust bin. Although, I think that there are some that were lost in the move.



The Knight (II)

All feelings have been forgotten,
All, but fear and pain.
With those that lost their tears,
He entered a battle without gain.

A heart, impenetrable fortress,
This battle he had to win,
But fear of love
Killed all within.

Once loved,
Now with the fallen he's sleeping,
But he's learned
That love is not worth weeping.

Lost was the battle
And so was his heart.
Lost will be the battles
In which he'll take part.

He's now forever lost.
Once an angel's knight,
Now the gatekeeper
At the entrance of night.