Dark Poetry #1 |
Ballad of the Ice King Pt7 |
Walter Poe Senior Member
since 1999-10-13
Posts 787 |
All the Prophecies Seemed to say It was the days When a king would pass away Whose castles fell In to disarray and bring about the darkest days He who arrived from far away From a land of ice It will be he who sees no days The Ice king Knew As he could see Each prophecy was written about he. And once again A Quest will be found To find a saviour That the prophecy sounds Yet bitter years The ice king held His age had dimmed His hearts bright torch So a heros mantle Must be found For the quest to be this saviours hound Well many challengers They were found none were willing to leave the land without frowns The old king wept His nights away for no champion could his searchs betray Still the heart Of he that saved Was sent a gift From heavens silver tray A Man of gold with heart true bold and a courage untold Who no prophets foretold Yet still he set out Into the land of the cold In search of a savior To save a lands soul Hello darkness, my old friend, I've come to talk with you again, Because a vision softly creeping, Left its seeds while I was sleeping, And the vision that was planted in my brain Still remains Within the sound of silence. |
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Joel the wolf Senior Member
since 2000-04-06
Posts 1333Angels Camp |
Again very hauntingly beautiful. Joel. I howl a mornful song, that echos within my chambered heart, for all to read? nay for all to feel. |
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kittyj Junior Member
since 2000-04-17
Posts 32CANADA |
Joel is so right, it is truly beautiful. Where have those fearless leaders gone, willing to make the greatest sacrifice. |
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kittyj Junior Member
since 2000-04-17
Posts 32CANADA |
Joel is so right, it is truly beautiful. Where have those fearless leaders gone, willing to make the greatest sacrifice. |
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Janet Marie Member Laureate
since 2000-01-22
Posts 18554 |
Still the heart Of he that saved Was sent a gift From heavens silver tray A Man of gold with heart true bold and a courage untold Who no prophets foretold Yet still he set out Into the land of the cold In search of a savior To save a lands soul ---------------- yes...my favorite saga continues...I love the rhyme in this walter...and the wisdom of the story as well. your just so darn good at this (smile) take care W, jm Well the sun sets gently on your shoulders And it makes me want to touch you there. And the light in your eyes makes me feel Like there's something much better out there Something kind... And I know someday I might be looking around Trying to find some purpose Well purpose it can't be that hard to find As long as I've got the wind... The wind and your love to carry me. vertical horizon |
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