Dark Fog
The most beautiful thing we can experience is the mysterious. It is the source of all true art and all science. He to whom this emotion is a stranger, who can no longer pause to wonder and stand rapt in awe, is as good as dead: his eyes are...
Darkness...
Darkness... An old friend. You have come close to making me end my misery. But the light has found me, i have friends, i have family. But even then, you still make an appearence.
No Darkness In Your Arms
No Darkness in Your Arms By Draconicon The snow swirled around the lampposts along the street, the already cold night air made colder by the unpredictable gusts of wind that blew down the streets. Gray clouds above blocked the stars and moon,...
The Dark Knight on the Dark Horse
Once upon a time there was a Dark Knight on the Dark Horse whom hailed from a faraway fortress in a faraway valley in the far far South. He sought to marry the White Princess in the White Castle, who lived in the highest room of the tallest tower in...
Journey to another world pt2 ch59
Journey to Another World 4 Ch. 9 Death, the end of being alive. The destruction or extinction of something. There are many forms of being dead, dead tired, dead to the world, worked to death. It was something else to be the bringer of death. It...
Outcast
i cry my tears. Tears of pain. I reach out for help. But all is in vain. Yet I still hold hope. Flickering as softly as a flame. Praying that someday you will end my pain. The pain only an outcast can feel. The pain that is ALL too real. The pain only...
Darkness Calls
Standing at the edge Staring into the abyss I hear the voices behind me Hear the words Tormenting me Teasing me Destroying me My self-worth lies in ruins My life fails I feel the oppression closing in Suffocating me Squeezing out...
The Gladiator, Chapter 1
# **The Gladiator** We celebrated nature's triumph over the human scourge with a feast. How wonderful, I thought, that us creatures of the sun had restored order to a tainted land. We were a small flame of perfection in a desecrated...
Wings of Darkness
Wings of Darkness * * * Soaring wings of darkness mighty rulers of the night. Master of the skies and symbol of what they all despise. Slipping through the shadows and disappearing again like smoke. Dancing like the wind under the glowing...
OJB: Absinthe
**Absinthe** In pain; world-weary, are ye? Burdened. Weighted with worry? Clouds clotting your sky, Every morning; you wake wishing to die~ Not me, not me; Y'see; I'm free, From your kind of tyranny~ Liquid oh-so green It is numbing. Now...
Undying Fire
This is the first serious poem i ever wrote. Originally for school, i was very serious about doing a good job. I had been reading The Best of James Herriot, and he mentions the Saltersgate Inn in Yorkshire, whose fireplace is reputedly...
Poetry of Power
My Poems of Power: Revenge Template: Revenge is Sweet Revenge is Bitter Revenge is Dark But still so Bleak... The Sight of it- A Corpse rotted away by Centuries of Hatred and Decay. Cannot stand to see it; don't you Dare look...