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25-08-2011
Sands of Life
Tightening my grip around the sand As a single grain escapes my hand A tear falls equally fast Yet still the grain it passed Did it know before I did?
That single grain means everything The first of more to come Another step closer to what is not Is this what it is; playing God?
Death enshrouds me with each falling grain While each one leaves a permanent stain This eminent death is coming fast As every forced breath seems closer to my last
Slipping through these tired hands Devoured by relentless sands A drop of blood colouring my fate Leaving me in this weary state
The absence of sleep is getting to me In the distance calling out to me A call that I cannot resist As death is poking me with its fist
Holding the power over life Isn’t this to what we all strife? And still I have so little control While paying such a heavy toll
Life within these sands Held in these tired hands Slowly but surely Fading
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The Dragon's Flight
She soared up in the sky Let out a gruesome cry Alarming the Silver knight Who followed her through the Blight
The dragon’s flight Unrelenting Day and night Never ending
Picking up the track The woods blazing black Stepping up the pace Not giving up the chase
The dragon’s flight Devastating Flames in the night Escalating
The Silver’s eyes notice The upcoming White Lotus A sacred Dragon’s den He never dared enter again
The dragon’s flight Reaching an end Now in sight Mind and body blend
Blazing fires reach the Dragon charmer Raging flames melting his armour An enormous lance piercing white scales Cracking the lance, the Silver sees he fails
Blown away by dragon claws Barely escaped the incoming jaws And then, A simple gesture from his part Which conquered her heart
The dragon’s flight Ended by a cracked lance The Silver knight’s fight Was their final dance
Winds of fire soar the sky Bringing clouds to slowly die Vaporizing by the flames All of them the fire claims
No birds flock, not anywhere That high up, none would dare Burning flesh and rotting meat Cremated by the unbearable heat
The skies alight, a fiery red Signing the other elements death The earth crusted, drying out The air consumed by flames throughout The waters ran but by long ran out
Waiting for that burning heart to put the fire out
In the Dusty Shadow of the Heaven’s Eyes The Flowers Crave for Water of the Seven Skies From Silver Mountain to the Children’s Field The Ones not Withering Soon (Bound) to Yield
The Planes of Void come from The Far Beyond Creeping Ever Slowly through the Silent Pond Devouring Life as It Sweeps The Land Coming to Reign The Below with Iron Hand The Rivers unable to reach out a Single Hand
Travel The Below and you will find A (Mythic) Shadow unlike any of its kind Watch Beauty Wither under Guidance of The Eyes (Slowly wither, slowly die, Guided by the Heaven’s Eyes)
Under The Dawning of the (Ruby) Western Sun The Nature still Awaits its Prodigal Son Sung about in Withering Flowers’ Lament The Eyeless Child making Worlds Blend (Conceived Between Begin and End)
Travel The Below and you will find A (Mythic) Shadow unlike any of its kind Watch Beauty Wither under Guidance of The Eyes (Beauty withers, Beauty dies, Guided by the Heaven’s Eyes) Their life of perfection just another lie
Meandering Rivers reign the Seven Skies Flowing from and towards Heaven’s Eyes Spreading The Song of The Water’s Flow To All of Those Who Wish to Know
Sail against the current and you’ll find A (Mystic) City unlike any of its kind Watch the Silver Leaves Guide you to The Eyes (As They Pass by, Guide us to the Heaven’s Eyes)
Under The Dawning of The (Yellow) Eastern Sun The Heaven’s Eyes’ veil becomes undone Conceiving Fabled Children of the Eyes Whom spread The Song Across the Seven Skies
The Meandering Rivers reign the Seven Skies Flowing from and towards The Heaven’s Eyes Spreading The Song of The Water’s Flow To All of Those Who Wish to Know Revealed in Whispers as Winds Blow The Rivers Will not Overflow
Sail against the current and you’ll find A (Mystic) City unlike any of its kind Watch the Silver Leaves Guide you to The Eyes (As They Pass by, Guide us to the Heaven’s Eyes) And Behold The Wonders of The Idyllic Paradise