31st of April We arrived at Orleans two days ago. Usually when we have marched towards a battle I have wondered which of my comrades I wouldn’t see again, or if they would see me again. I would have wondered how my family are doing, if my little brother has learned how to bring in the sheep without our father getting furious, or if they are even still alive. But not two days ago. Two days ago we marched and we were filled...
15th of January, the year of our Lord 1429 I have seen much during my 10 years in the French army, but most of all I have seen death. My comrades are getting fewer and fewer as they fall to the British blades and bows. It is sad to realise that my oldest companion in this war is Death himself. I wish it was God, but like so many others I feel he has left us. I cannot remember the last time we had a major victory over them...
Why resist,When I am clay in your hands to mould?You forge my shape. Why hope,When tears elicit no pity or mercy?You are cold to me. Why try,When all the ways out are closed off?You hold all the keys. Why play,When it always plays out the same way?You win and I lose. Why?Because.
Maria would never amount to anything. Girls like her never did. It wasn’t like she really had any choices, that’s just the way things were and everybody with any sense knew it. To think otherwise would be mere folly. Girls in her part of town never amounted to anything. The best she could hope for was to find a good husband some day, and hopefully escape the welfare system life she knew all too well. Growing up in a third...
Every night, when she turned out the lights, the last things Hope saw were the amorphous ghosts of the curly light bulb pulsing against the darkness of her inner eyelids. Then they would fade and shrink and sleep would slip her away to countless bizarre and sometimes Freudian dreams; but not this night. This night the ghosts would not fade. Instead they merged and grew, coalescing into a pale green portal that beckoned he...
Intro: A continuation to the previous 'She' poem. : The choices and the destiny of one woman and two men who love, protect, adore and worship her for being an innocent paradox... For the devil will give her heaven And the angel will give her hell And She must choose between the two And look for no other help For the life they thus lead will become a tale And they are the keys to each other Which only the girl can tellFor...
And so it happened one day, that my heart led me astray. I fell into the pools of darkness, and discovered how I missed the light of the day.And there from the darkness I looked above, to see the 'ONE' lost in thought,for he was wondering what to do,with foolish me wandering about.And it was then that he stooped low, to my surprise, saluted me and gave me a bow.Said he never saw something like me, that made him sway betwe...
You're going through a lot right now,This truly is an ordeal,I can't begin to imagine your pain,Or how you really feel.I know how important your body is,And you're as beautiful as can be,And no matter what the future brings,You'll always be beautiful to me.I wish I could take away your pain,And make your body new,But I can only be there for you,To show my love for you.10-07-10.
Why must you linger in my heart and mind?Can you not just let me have peace?What you're doing to me isn't kindAnd it's bringing out my inner beast.What is it you want from me? I beg an answer from my demons inside."For you to stop locking us away," they claw at my chest.Can I simply sweep you aside? Give you sanctuary to hide behind?"That's what leads to more suffering on your part, it's not a path that's best"I throw awa...
Faith, it’s a beautiful thing,That little word with the special ring,It’s faith in the things I cannot see,Like knowing my God is always with me,Faith that everything will turn out alright,That my days of darkness will lead into light,Faith that Jesus will take my hand,And guide me through things I don’t understand,That no matter where I roam, far and wide,My God will be there by my side,And until I’m home in Heaven above...
You know that I must leave you,The end is surely near,We both knew this day would come,Please don't shed a tear.Life is but a journey,Beginning with our birth,I'd like to think it continues on,After we leave this earth.But I do have one big fear,And it's not of the unknown,But rather that my leaving here,May find you left alone.So, until we meet again someday,I hope that you may find,Someone who will share your life,Someo...
Feedback is welcome."Erase You" by Lydia Kiei Lynne (C) 2010You said, abandonment, there was no chance.No chance of you leaving me,Said our souls had been bound since we were infants.But now I look around, and you're the one I don't see.I want to erase youFrom every part of me,Every inch of marked skin,Erasing what I thought was true.Erasing what I used to see,Erasing every trace of your sin.Come back and find the girlWho...
Nothing in life is guaranteed,Of this lesson I should take heed, For what life gives it can surely take, What a difference a year can make. A year ago I was standing tall, It seemed as though I had it all, Somehow though my luck had turned, I consider it a lesson learned. Failure is hard, but so is success, Too many drown in their own excess, But no matter what, my spirit won't break, What a difference a year can make. 10...
Hope. Hope really was a wonderful thing; it could keep even the most browbeaten spirit up and running for hours, just to get to that warm golden glow at the end of the tunnel. Hope is a delicate balance of trust, persuasion of one’s self and pure, untainted faith. It really is a beautiful thing to see one hope for something; it was of the utmost purity how one flicker of light could do so much for one’s hope of a warm gol...
