I bleed because i believe I AM real,
I believe I AM real because I feel.
I feel an energy you wont believe,
Because you were told it wasn't real.
Told we were unworthy of its seal,
Stealing secrets of existence.
Lying just beyond your feel,
Touching all that's real.
Energy creating the wheel,
Proof of the living seal.
Intelligence growing real,
A body to build what it feels,
Revealing your seals.
Drop your sheilds,
Love is real,
In your darkness,
Is when it's revealed.
Sealed behind belief,
It provides your relief,
Your Chief,
A higher mentality,
For all to see.
A power was given to me,
Pure, and unconditionally.
The freedom to be me,
Just the way I want to be.
Shining my light brightly,
Believing Loves' power is real.
Love is real because I can Feel,
Feeling love is how we heal,
Healing has a feeling,
Only Love can really bring,
Once you start believing.
Categories:
sheilds, inspirational love,
Form: Bio
SPIRIT OF THE WOLF
Spirit of the wolf
Slow steps he walks
Fearless protector pride
does hunt free never hides
Spirit of the wolf
His pack he sheilds
No ego just empathy
Unconditional love spirit wolf
Doth wants nothing
Lives off the earth
Natures trees forest far
Peace not cunning love inside.
Written by Dawn McLaughlin
14th February 2014. X
Categories:
sheilds, angel,
Form: I do not know?
One day while marching
on the road to madness
I fell in love with a woman
known as sadness,
she rode up on the shore
glazed in sapphire honey,
knowing no mercy
slapping the land,
forgiveness in her thought,
studed destruction in her hand,
our wit and sheilds calashing,
the battle a draw - together -
we as one collapsing to the sand,
we engaged in hot behavior
but the game was always in her favor -
J.A.B. %
Categories:
sheilds, business,
Form: Rhyme
And in mortal men
we often find, in the end,
we are our own mortality.
In that we drive the spitfire beast of ambition into the sun
to dance among stars
with the reins in our hands like firey wings
and control lying limp beneath our legs.
In search for the supremacy, of justice and truth,
through mastery of sheilds and inflections
imposed by the perceptions and delusions of a conceived reality,
and the illusions they inspire.
Tantalizing, they breed the bitter coils of regret with the face of such obscenities as lust and pain,
and watch their offspring bloom as the evening primrose and deadly nightshade quick
like a promise.
That time then leaves no room for fathers
or Fathers, nor are their hearts swollen enough for mothers to wrap
their leathery wings around their throats
and kiss them with familiarity cold on her lips.
Just lessons, drunken in through needles and swords and words tipped with poison on the breath,
seep through the heavy condensation of nonsensical speak and falsified craze.
And in this game of thrones,
death is the jester
and all hail the King.
Categories:
sheilds, allegory, death,
Form: Free verse
An innocet meeting at castle feilds,
we instantly put up, our defensive sheilds,
a chance meeting,two worlds so distant,
the attractment seemed so inconsistant.
Curiosity brought our worlds closer,
my delinquency and laughter really throws her,
ora beacons shone bright that day,
an unseen force radiated display.
Now of my world she's become a part,
our love grew strong right from the start,
now grows and grows with each new day,
building strength along the way.
deaspite the seperation that weve been through,
ive come to get to really know you,
our love blossemed through letters and calls,
breaking down our defensive walls.
foundations have, now been made,
plans of money that we wil save,
a dog an addition to our plan,
house a holiday and a camper van,
so not long now till im home again,
your man,your lover,your best friend.
dedicated to jane while i was in prison xx
Categories:
sheilds, love, love,
Form: Rhyme
He comes and goes like a thief in the night
Pinching and tickling the bottoms of my feet
It might be irrelevant but its relevant to me
That he takes out time from heaven to still pick with me
He comes and goes like a thief in the night
To show me he still loves me and we are his life
Sometimes I watch my children sleep as they lay in bed
Laughing, smiling, and giggling in their sleep while wiggling their feet
I know he is here I can feel him around
He comes and goes like a theif in the night
To play with our soul and tickle our sheilds
No tears just smiles for one more night
So I declare war with the light
I'd rather be here waiting in the night
so he can find my tickle spots for one more night
LOVE YOU ALWAYS PAT MICHEAL NEITHER HERE NOR THERe MY LOVE WILL FIND YOU
Categories:
sheilds, lost loveme, sleep,
Form: I do not know?
I am not as strong as i think i am
sometimes i feel so down
sometimes i am so lonely
sometimes i am so blue
and i sit and wonder
just what am i to do
Im not as strong as i think i am
i just want to cry
and scream "please help me"
as others are walking by
my smile is a cover
of pain locked deep inside
and sheilds all my heartache
that i keep locked inside
and that overwelmed feeling
that i try to hide
there are times i think i can do it
and other times i cant
and i cry out to our father
"please help me lord i pray
send your gaurdian angels down
to help me find the way"
Im not as strong as i think i am
and geuss ill never be
but as long as i have our father
thats enogh to comfort me
Categories:
sheilds, confusion, depression, faith, hope,
Form: Rhyme
Roman Politics.
The coldness of the night merged seamlessly
with the coldness of daybreak.
A weak sun did nothing to raise temperatures
or spirits.
The Legionnaires leather coats creaked and cracked
as morning dew met forest mist.
At the edge of the giant forest they all stood,
lined out and disciplined.
Waiting.
Far across barren scrubland
taunting voices shouted abuse and threats.
Hidden deep in their own forest fortress,
sporadic German tongues were cursing
Rome.
The battle was about to begin.
The shouts turned to chants,
the chants to howling.
Weapons clattered sheilds,
the waiting was over.
Fire was primed and archers drew,
calvary waited in the wings.
Three words echoed down
the infantry.
"Strength and honour."
The uncouth hoards burst forth,
all the tribes united
as one.
Screaming out for murder.
The Legion stood, waited, disciplined.
Brought them on,
waited,
formed.
Unleashed hell.
One half day later
Rome could cheer.
A nice piece
of involvement
was again won
for the Senate.
The tribes were undone.
For now.
Categories:
sheilds, war
Form: I do not know?
Dread felled my fellows hearts, woes unseen from those on high
Bled, swells my fellows hearts, foes unseen from hills nigh'
Crashing, sweeping, weeping, boom and splashing, near imposing doom
Locked in the mortal struggle gloom and gnashing of teeth, untidy groom
Dusty fields span the horizon, vast as any ocean seen
Grizzly bodies ash like iron, casting shadows over scene
Swords and sheilds differ, where heroes have lain before
Battles the same occur, when politics tend to ignore.
Ghastly figures huddle amidst the filth and pray
Strange sounds echo adrift, fires lithe by day
Unknowing the missions ends, purpose to what is wrought?
Childrens pale faces grim, failing to see purpose fought.
Categories:
sheilds, art, confusion, death, imagination,
Form: Light Verse
Dancing flowers plop at fullest bloom
in the rustled yellow burnt fields.
It sways an echo after the winds
and hits the grass aside who sheilds.
The dawn casts its tangerine color
after the flattery feilds of Daisies,
and a child runs the sunrays of early dawn
to pick a daisy for her Aunt Stacey.
With her white tipped finger she pricks
herself with yellow honey substance
and tickels it under her nose for scent.
She runs out the fields to her aunt in instance.
She looked at her and smiled, patted her head.
Aunt Stacey spoke, "Honey go play for awhile and I'll meet you
back in." And the little girl ran out the door.
She put the daisy in a tiny vase where she admired it once more.
Categories:
sheilds, caregiving, family, friendship, nature,
Form: Rhyme
Steep-roofed great oak doors sheen of sheilds
Deep tombs stones shrines honoured dead
distant past creaking of rafters carved red oak
Stones in a mysterious rivers course.............
the rush of life whirl past ancient ships
Rams skull masks crescent moons..........
deep three beat rythum of skin drums..........
The raging seas hurled him high a wave
crashed over him as he clung on to a piece
of driftwood almost tearing him clean.
Majestic mountains on the horizon ...........
shimmering in a haze of heat ...................
An abundance of rain and rich fertile soil
The peeling of the bells swelled heavily
The women's crowns , veils and pointed
headdresses trailing fur trimmed mantles
A young knight on a white horse the squire
dropped from his perch on the ramparts.
The steward came in with a covered platter
then used a knife to shave thin slices of lime
Categories:
sheilds, adventure, history, mystery, nostalgia,
Form: Verse
Thru darkness unknown to you
you speak the truth
but no one hears
You're all alone in a world of dreams
but you can't wake up
No one knows you're gone
The pain you hold is a secret from all
Nightmares played all over again
But no one knows the pain your're in
"I know how you feel," they tell you
But you know they'd never understand
the true meaning of alone
You reach out for someone to talk to
but no one is around
Silence fills air
Trust is something they take for granted
Whispers fill the universe
No one ever keeps their word
They don't really mean what they say
They keep their sheilds of lies
No one knows what true pain is
Everyone regrets their past mistakes
But only the future matters
Nothing you do will ever change that
So why stay so involved
The future is your life ahead
Categories:
sheilds, sad, pain, future, universe,
Form: Free verse