Blood gushes from the seams where the ceiling meets the walls
I hear screams echo past my door and all throughout the halls
Just outside my apartment window, it’s bedlam as the sky falls
Suddenly, across our torso’s, a throbbing pain crawls
Satan’s playing with his voodoo dolls
The blood slides down and creates a pool on the floor
Seeps from under my fingernails just to add to the gore
Up to my knees in thick crimson and I don’t know what for
I can’t imagine the world that paints itself just outside my door
Through the peephole I see... that there is no world anymore.
She hides in a dark fog
Crying out her broken love for him
For the man who never sees her in the dark
She's quiet, mellow and doesn't allow others to come across her path
It is only her in this world
A world that is dangerous and very evil
Whenever someone comes around her, she brings her power against them
When someone wants to give her a kiss, she spreads poison all through their lips
She destroys them like bugs
She wants to rule the world and belong to her
People call her "death trap"
-Death of Romance
Trap of taking their soul
She doesn't understand the meaning of love
To her, love means killing one another and taking over
She lives in a shadow all alone
All alone in a fog
Coldness all over her body
No one is around only her
Love is the only way out of this treacherous curse
Was it in a dream?
I watched you!
Welcoming me,but not me,I watched like a hawk in the forest.
Distraught you became, alone you thought.
You are not alone. I am at the center of you,sometimes
watching the world through your eyes as disconcerting as this may be.
What have you done that I should be so near? A gift to me? Oh how wicked
is this place? Protect you I must, a short while I can only hope.
A stranger to me seeing the world through you!
My life is my own....not yours.
Speaking words I do not wish to know.
Distraught I become,alone I think. Watching the world through my eyes.
Keeping your promises.Do you keep mine?
Welcoming you, not me....as you watch.
Alone we think. Alone we are.
There was magic in the poet's quill
For whatever he wrote came true
A man who could write the future
And change the past if he wanted to
He always wrote of happy endings
Until one day he wrote of a curse
The world grew dark and barren
As he scribbled his enchanted verse
Like an evil wizard he cast his spell
Using only his words as magic
Feverishly, he wrote a world of gloom
And the result was truly tragic
He wrote of sorrow and broken things
The world was filled with tears
And all the good he'd ever written
Just suddenly disappears
He wrote the sun would shine no more
And the moon was a thing of the past
The people on earth were crying for mercy
How much longer could this last?
No on knew why the poet had changed
And why his writings became so dark
They knew not what tomorrow would hold
On this journey they were forced to embark
For the poet had suffered a broken heart
And his sadness betrayed his words
He no longer wrote of the beautiful flowers
Or the love songs sung by the birds
This curse would last for twenty years
Until the poet's heart was mended
For when he found his one true love
His curse had finally ended
There was magic in the poet's quill
For whatever he wrote came true
A man who could write the future
And change the past if he wanted to
He always wrote of happy endings
Til one day he wrote of a curse
The world grew dark and barren
As he scribbled his enchanted verse
Like an evil wizard, he cast his spell
Using only his words as magic
Feverishly, he wrote a world of gloom
And the result, was truly tragic
He wrote the sun, would shine no more
And the moon, was a thing of the past
The people on earth, were crying for mercy
How much longer could this last?
No on knew why the poet had changed
And why his writings became so dark
They knew not, what tomorrow would hold
On this journey, they were forced to embark
For the poet had suffered, a broken heart
And his sadness, betrayed his words
He no longer wrote of the beautiful flowers
Or the love songs, sung by the birds
This curse would last for twenty years
Til the poet's heart was mended
For when he found his one true love
His curse has finally ended
Sometimes my head is in the clouds
Shutting out a moment of time
I stare at a realm beyond
My mind drifts in and out of fantasy land
Bringing warm sensations to the overcrowded mind
Immune to the world around
Lost in a cloud that encircles the vision
Where reality leaves and the dream world awakes
Envisioning a perfect state
A glimpse of a peaceful day dream moment
A sound jolts me back to reality
The clouds float away, and my day dream moment gone.
If I could choose a dream of mine,
A dream that may come true,
I would not choose a selfish dream
For that would not be right.
This dream must be magnificent
And a benefit to all.
The world right now is hurting
And I must choose carefully.
Would it be an end to cancer?
A worthy dream indeed,
Or perhaps an end to world hunger.
I hear applause for that.
No, I would dream that wars would end
And peace would reign supreme.
In every corner of the world,
Each man would love his neighbor.
If wars ended forever, the other dreams
Could then at last come true,
When energy we use to quarrel
Is put to a better use.
Two thousand years ago, He came
To bring peace to the Earth,
But foolish man defied Him and
We slaughter one another.
His simple message, "Love Thy Neighbor",
Is all we need to make big dreams come true!
Won 10th place
In the garden of evil
A dark maiden wishes kisses
She summons a blond princess
Against her inner wishes
In the midst of poisonous berries
In the middle of sharpened thorns
She is grabbed by the dark maiden
Her feelings towards her scorned
Through the dark magical orb
Hummingbirds to the rescue go
They hover to show their wrath
But the dark maidens powers show
They are followed by beautiful butterflies
And in turn they too succumb
This dark maiden and her powers
Has made natures beauties run
The princess closes her eyes
To think of the world summoned from
As the dark haired maiden wilts
Against a pure and power strong
The fallen hummingbirds
And the butterflies who fell
Returned through the light
As the princess would finally tell
There is no room for the dark
In a world so colourful and free
To be with the grace of such creatures
Who followed to look after me
I hope that this will be a lesson
If others hear my story
Fight against the dark maiden
Over nature, she will never have glory
http://www.thehighlanderspoems.com/fantasy-3.php
Last seen in the forest
These sisters three
Sightings in the Nordic region
Ice masses in melting spree
Glaciers that roamed
Like reindeer herds
Their speed of demise
Had never been heard
Lowlands in countries
Lost to the mass
Populations shifting
Like herds on the grass
Climates changing
Overnight
The dangers out there
The worlds in blight
Floods encroaching
Power Stations
Blackouts throughout
Many nations
Events are happening
All the world over
These sisters three
In their evil of clover
The waters rise
As many animals drown
Diseased neighbourhoods
In our cities and towns
Carcases floating
Bloated, infested
The might of the right
Once again to be tested
For many generations
The world is in fight
Once again we unite
To turn black into white
First part was " Their Ritual in the Forest "
http://www.thehighlanderspoems.com/fantasy4.php
i use to just sit back and look at the grey mountains.
hoping one day i will be there and not just looking.
what is it like being in a world that nothing is bad?
we will never know to we loose something good we had.
what is it like with no pain or man that cheat?
if we didnt have none of them things this world would be neat.
i use to think nothing will hurt me because im a good girl and on my side they will stay.
i use to think that but now its to late.
soon the things you ever grow to love turn into hate........
The harness moans creaking in the softness
Clasping the free falls in pure nakedness
Enchanted the mace ends light-up at edges;
Enslaver to be in true warrior mode:
A mans world you endeavor to cross now,
Tread softly as you step crushing a heart
Beware you the males’ silent killer;
Consort and make this world safe for mankind.
Together to kiss in joy of love drips,
Go over or under the bridge in flips;
Ecstasy tracking each others in bluffs:
'Cricketjeff' deflated watches decoy skits.
A world of magicians and faeries and elves
Mystical and magical intense and alive
Feverishly I grasp at every wish blowing fast
In my world I can see magic as it runs past
Hues of mist and colours of sunlight
Mirrors of truth and wizards of justice
The subjects addressed by the faerie king himself
The pixies giggle intent in their play as they delve
The gnomes and leprechauns at loggerheads again
I smile as I turn and watch the king order his men