Battle

The light has faded The journey is ending The battle has begun The troops are screaming The flags are blazing The war has just begun The sirens blare The fires unquenchable The siege has begun The enemies flag raised Over the city of friendship The battle is over The rebels are rising The buildings are burning The fight for freedom begins The scouts are annihilated The field lay ridden with corpses The occupiers have retreated The new...

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Change and Passion

Raise your glass everyone, the fire is reborn anew, and it’s time for the first rant of the new year. Change and passion, what is one without the other, a whisper in the shroud of outspoken voice. One can ask for change at any time, but will that change happen. Passion compels listening, but what is the message. Combine the two, passion and change, and a wildfire bursts out, something that can only be quenched once that change...

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Betrayed

One hundred torments From several sources All scoured and torn Death and plague Sadness and insecurity Delivered in friendship The guise of a friend For truth be told it never No it never truly ends Wounds created on all Not just the skin but mind Not only the mind but the soul Rips and tears never released For the shroud is lost Friendship is torn Distraught and fractured Lost to the words of A time long past A whispering memory From...

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Wings of Hope
Sep15

Wings of Hope

The wings of hope flourish The single thing left For the box is empty Yet hope remains inside Waiting to be unveiled It whispers to the people Whom need it most For hope is pure That purity saves some From the darkened world

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Greatest Love
Sep15

Greatest Love

To truth be love so bright It’s utterly blinding with its light Like a flickering candle Not many can handle the fiery warmth For greatest love of life Thrusts wings of strife forward But the strife is withered When the happiness slithered Into the breath taking Bright crackling Of loves blistering flame

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Lost and Yet to be Found
Jun26

Lost and Yet to be Found

Dreams are too often forgotten. Or sold away because you need to fit in with society’s image of a perfect person. Idealists fail because they have ideas not physical creations. So the idealists sell their ideas to the highest bidder. But what comes of stuff the idealists couldn’t sell. I’ll tell you what happens. They get broken and put into the lost and yet to be found bin. Waiting for the next thinker to pick them...

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