Long Fantasyworld Poems
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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
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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 "
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Media frenzies gather pace
Camera's focused on our skies
The slightest move by these crafts
Always takes us by surprise
Nations are asking questions
As to why we face these crafts
Confusion meets their replies
For once they cannot draft
More than a week now has passed
Still they hover through the clouds
Daily life is not the same
Even thoughts are heard out loud
The world awoke one morning
For above these crafts already here
Floating cities in the sky
Perfectly round massive spheres
They must be here for a reason
For the crafts below now descend
Billions of people await transfixed
Is this the beginning of our end
The ship above the Piedras Negras
Now hovers over the Mayan Temple
Silver slide doors open to ajar
The waiting media stand so still
What we call a droid appears in view
It's as if climbing down the steps
Where many have walked to their death
To compensate their godly depth
At the relocated sacrifice alter
A cylinder it appears to leave
It now ascends the steps
What now are we led to believe
Upon the reaching of the cylinder
It opens before it's touched
A scroll is revealed inside
Now in the Governments clutch
The world is now in conference
For the scroll is about to be read
Billions await the news
Religious followers pray in dread
Our year is finally upon you
Many centuries you have had to comply
The warning was in our calender
No more time you have to defy
No sooner had their message been read
They had disappeared from our skies
Their threat, had it all been a warning
Do we humans cheer, or do we despise
The end of the year now approaches
Past events are still in our thoughts
2013 is just around the corner
Is this a lesson, we've just been taught
NASA reports that the shuttle Discovery
Has emerged from the dark side of the moon
Having being hidden from our past events
They are looking to come home real soon
Reports are coming in from Antarctica
The skies turning a deep cobalt blue
Above the Discovery witnesses
Five explosions in sporadic view
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IF I COULD HIDE FOR EVER, WOULD MY DREAMS BE
DESOLVED INTO THIN AIR?
IF I COULD LIVE IN MY FANTASYWORLD, WOULD MY
REALITY BE LIVED BY SOMEONE ELSE?
IF I COULD LIVE LIKE MY INNER CHILD, WOULD MY
MORAL VALUES BE DETAINED?
IF I COULD LET MY THOUGHTS REALM FREE, WOULD
MY MIND THEN BE IN ORDER?
IF I COULD FIX ALL THE MISTAKES THAT I’VE DONE, WOULD
MY CONSCIOUS STILL BE THE SAME?
IF I COULD SMILE ALL DAY LONG, WOULD MY MASK
FOOL OTHERS?
IF I COULD HAVE BEEN MORE CAREFUL, WOULD
I STLL BE LEFT WITH SCARS TODAY?
IF I COULD HAVE MADE THE RIGHT CHOICES THEN,
WOULD I STILL BE ON THE RIGHT PATH NOW?
IF I COULD FORGET ALL MY FEARS, WOULD I HAVE
FLASHBACKS?
IF I COULD, I SHOULD
SO THEREFORE I SHOULD FORGET ALL OF THE ABOVE
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At the end of each day,
Lies the start of another,
Thus the world will transform
From dusk to dawn,
And the moon’s dark reign
Shall be over.
Ashes to ashes,
Dust to dust,
We live this life
Because we must.
So the Cycle goes on and on,
Until the End of All Things,
When everything’s gone.
Now we three have risen
To bring Chaos to all,
We stand here and laugh
At Heaven’s great fall.
Pray not to this God,
What use is there now?
We have slain his great Host,
And how we did plough
The fields of the dead
For their wandering souls,
We will not stop
Until all life we hold,
Turns ashes to ashes,
Dust to dust,
I have come forth from Hell,
To feed my bloodlust.
I am the Deity,
Slayer of Gods,
And I fought ‘til the end,
No matter the odds.
Now your turn of the Cycle
Has been shattered asunder,
At the sound of the second,
By Sky’s mighty thunder.
With his spear he brings,
The splendour of winds,
With his ice he’ll freeze
Everything over.
Now this world is dying
And your reign has ended.
The third wandered true darkness
To extinguish your light
With a power that none comprehended.
Dusk is her name,
All burns in her flame,
With her blade
Even Death she transcended.
Now the Eternal Cycle
Begins once again,
Just look to the Sun,
A new day is dawning,
Grieve not for the past,
There’s no time for mourning.
This fragile old world
Will ne’er be the same,
At the End of All Things,
When Chaos shall reign.
Come take my hand,
Then you will see,
It isn’t nearly as bad
As you think it will be,
For we invite you now
To join us peacefully,
So we can make a new world,
A world pure and free.
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