Here is some random poetry I made. I know it is quite dark but I usually like that in poetry.
Death was decided, the creature fell
Stabbed his heart, crushed his skull
A mystery Born, a shadow appeared
The killer's identity, raveled by mists
The reaper's clock stirred and slowly ticked on
Tick-Tack, a death's heart beat
Death must be fed, a storm of souls
A new soul's arrival, a new one doomed
Killed by a shadow, swallowed by mists
The reaper is ready, the execution has began
Tick-Tack, a death's heart beat
Death's incarnate, hungry for souls
A mask removed, a secret revealed
His incarnate does the slaughter
Tick-Tack, a death's heart beat
Absence of sunlight, realm of death
A grim reaper's throne, the torturing howls
Tick-Tack, a death's heart beat
A broken clock, the ticking stops
Silent and cold, realm of death
A shadow appeared, a throne retaken
Incarnate becomes king, the ticking returns
Tick-Tack, a death's heart beat
Due to requests I have finally decided to post my writing online. I will be posting chapters of my story at varying speeds please keep in mind that English is not my native language and translating takes some time. After years of peace wars once again threaten the world for when a king cries, he sheds tears of iron.
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Saturday, 27 August 2011
Thursday, 25 August 2011
Tears of Iron: Prologue: Part I (Preview)
Prologue: Blood and Snow
While the cold wind played with his cape, Thoronir looked down at the battlefield. The warrior had a great view from atop the hill. He could clearly see the dead being dragged away and the snow slowly regaining its white color. In silence, he watched while ignoring the cold sneaking through the holes in his cape. The war had made his once handsome face weathered and harsh. His long gray hair looked weak and dull while a full beard decorated his chin. He closed his eyes and kneeled down while stabbing his sword deep down in the snow. A single tear slid down his cheek and got stuck in his beard. It is over, we have lost. Tomorrow I too will die.
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Welcome !
This is my blog (ofcourse it is -_-) and I will be adding my writing here. Please do comment and criticize, I would love to get better. (I will try to update this 3-4times a week but it will not always be new chapters.)
Please note that English is not my main language.
Greetings, Panda Claws
Please note that English is not my main language.
Greetings, Panda Claws
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