

FimbulvinterRadiance; Smoke in the sky; Palace of clouds Raining sparks; Golden, silver, crimson Blank firn, bluish frost; coating the land with shroudsFimbulvinter
Wooden trees, yet as solid as tin Wonderful white bark; the forests' lifeless skin
Fragile breathings in a metal place
Sound frozen; footprints sparing snow's grace Still latent wolves; still left of forest's kin Pale world's soil mirrors grey heaven's twin Wind r


Noah's RavenFar above the ocean in a sky painted grayNoah's Raven
A sole bird in the weather, wings weighty from the rain. Black dot in a silver world; caged in the air.
Ocean takes the earth beneath; clouds hide the sun so fair.
Again the Raven fails to see the unborn ground. He can't rise; he mustn't sink until new soil is found. Smell of salt draws nearer; wings have grown numb.
Black plumage mirrored in the sea foreshadows tragedy.
World has grown bleak and empty though all the sin has been banned.
Still longing for the long-


Asclepius, an ApostropheFickle Graven Image, God of Antithesis;Asclepius, an Apostrophe
Close your eyes and listen to me for a short while;
Listen to me and listen to my hate's reasoning too:
Hear why I despise you;
Hear why I detest the way you made me your fool; Listen and I will make you understand my angry cry Towards the one who saved me when I desired to die Hear why I hate the one who brought me my release's tool
You showed me it was easy;
Just too easy; temptingly easy Two retorts releasing ruby; releasing emerald liquors
You promised it would be enough &nb


He who follows the Snow QueenSlowly he sank deep down, petrified under those icy touches Apathetically diving into winter's pallid embraceHe who follows the Snow Queen
Eyes averted from a ground toned red; solely following her trace So graceful, so alone; the Snow Queen fades as her victim watches
A splinter no larger than a grain of sand distorted his view
They have been molten by pain; the mirror's shards stuck in eyes and heart "Did you build your aim on your own or is it forged by devil's art? Splinters touched me; I fear they


War ChildAll of the pale soldiers Laying in blood and monochrome Fallen dead in the meadow She moves, fluttering amongst them Kissing their frozen lips And shutting their eyes, for they shall slumber now Their silent, curled bodies in the heavy darkWar Child
She was a daughter of war, she was. And she does not understand The stains of ruby upon their uniforms To her they are only sleeping
She belongs to this field as well Where the earth has broken The canons, she can still hear them And these lost men hear them too, forever marching in shrouds o


I'm In Love With LilithI think I'm evil I think I'm wrong Maybe this world Would be better If I was goneI'm In Love With Lilith
I'm fed up of songs making sense I'm fed up of lyrics I used to love Hurting me Once just a well composed tune A well written poem Now too much meaning
I wish I could enjoy
Being evil like that I wish I could enjoy using you Like you used me I wish I could snicker at the past Cackle and laugh I wish I could dance and blast With a black glowing green light staff
Like Maleficent Who was magnificent Like you But I
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Crazy? I prefer the term "Sanity Impaired"
"Stop throwing muffins into traffic!"
~My husband Victor~
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Strange, to walk through mist!
Life is loneliness.
No one knows the other,
Everyone is alone.
~ Hermann Hesse
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