This is sort of a tribute to a dear friend, a very talented and hard-working girl. She was the inspiration for one of the first poems. Let's just say she is closer to my heart than most.
Enjoy.
Wednesday, May 28, 2008
Saturday, May 24, 2008
Thursday, May 1, 2008
This is who I am...
Everyone knows I act "differently" in social circumstances. I am, from what I heard from people I know, a weird person. That's what they see me like. Not that I mind it, but it tends to get a little lonely.

About 7 months ago, I met a person with a kid who had Asperger's Syndrome. Our discussion made me want to research this issue a little further. And everything I found out about it fits like a glove. And why would I be embarrassed by who I am.
This guy, although a little younger than me, explains it in simple terms:
Maybe this will help you understand me a little better.
PS: I don't want special treatment, all I want is for you to understand who I am.
PPS: His case does not apply entirely to me.

About 7 months ago, I met a person with a kid who had Asperger's Syndrome. Our discussion made me want to research this issue a little further. And everything I found out about it fits like a glove. And why would I be embarrassed by who I am.
This guy, although a little younger than me, explains it in simple terms:
Maybe this will help you understand me a little better.
PS: I don't want special treatment, all I want is for you to understand who I am.
PPS: His case does not apply entirely to me.
Monday, April 21, 2008
Deadly Sins...
Thursday, April 17, 2008
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...
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 :-).
Tuesday, April 15, 2008
Monday, April 14, 2008
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
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.
Sunday, April 13, 2008
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.

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.
Friday, April 11, 2008
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..."

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..."
Tuesday, April 8, 2008
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…

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…
Monday, April 7, 2008
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...
Enjoy...
Sunday, April 6, 2008
Meat Loaf - I would do anything for love
Talk about beauty and the beast. This is one of the best songs that I know.
Wednesday, April 2, 2008
Nightwish - While your lips are still red
Let there be night... for then is the time for a true rose to bloom.
Tuesday, April 1, 2008
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.

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.
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