Beloved earth - Geliebte ErdeBELOVED EARTH (ENGLISH VERSION)From faraway worlds I came,In love for this earth, in Love for the human beings,I created a bond with the moon, the one who is most similar to me.The companion in dark times, she sines bright for all dark souls,like my heart for the earth...I've seen a lot of suffering,I have experienced much suffering,and yet, after such a long time, I still see the beauty in this world,see the beauty in people.The creativity of them inspires me again and again,they have ideas, dreams, wishes,And need just a spark that gives them couragethat shines for them,Who is there for them,directing them.I want to give t
Morteguerreà baisser blanc la têteque la pierre ouvre au cieljugement morne à l’aunede tes enfouissementsmorsure des batailles mortestenir droit dans la rochecassée d’air et de neigeà blanchir l’herbe detes ospartir vierge d’empreintespoudrées à la va-videet ruminer l’hiverà l’angle d’un cadavremorgues batailles torvesvois le sel se dissoudredans un soleil stupideFrantz, mai 2013
RegretRegretRegret holds meTies me downMakes me hurtRegret will stayNothing can be changedIt’s overIt hurts Knowing what I could have doneBut didn’t doAt the oddest timesIt hits the hardestCausing tears to fallPain tears at meSqueezing my heartLeaving me breathlessWith the tearsFalling down my faceHope comesHope from the LordSomething I can’t describeBut something beautifulI know I can’t change the pastNor the futureJust the presentAs I move forwardWith this burdenI’m not aloneThe Lord is hereHe comforts meHe holds meHe leads meTaking my handBringing me alongI will always h
Wild HostThe Dead live on in the bellowing windsand the Wild Host descends upon my housethe Barrow-Wights released from slumberwith Woden at their head.For dust calls up and the Blood demands an answerin mighty circles nine Worlds spin,so pausing with the Age of the Wolfaccording to Holy Wisdom’s wiles.Tilt your head and listenas the Song of the Dead rings outwhat frightens the young and draws out the boldputs its masque on a thousand sounds.The howling of the Varg,the pounding of the Etin-drum,the hring-ring timing of the Dwarven smithy,and the sound of Heimdall’s hornhave all been cast into the Windand added to the Hym
UrbanThe broken paving stones provide a niche within an unforgiving world,Tenacious weeds have multiplied around these narrow opportunitiesthese stringy plants are fitted for survival against the odds, each one pitching its separate claim to life. Beneath the ruptured slabs, spindlefilaments of roots seek sustenance in gritty soil, dark and moist. in pocketsToo shallow for the ornate costumes of the pampered rose.No horticultural art is practiced here, in this harsh universeresources must be hoarded, so close to the void of the lifeless these survivorsgrow. For them the season of flowering is brief:
A New Chapter.Between worlds I stand,But who am I, I do not understand,With promises in my hand,I only see them as concepts in the end.From far I came,And flesh I have became,I was given a nickname,And I was the one towards all of you aim,Am I truly the one to blame?We came to help you,In what you should pursue,To help you grew,Towards what once you knew.Limits, Codes and Matrix,These are all but tricks,And the new generations future, the skeptics predicts?No wonder they are in mist.You show compassion when we are near,You create pain and fear when we are far,Do you even care about the Planets scar?Which you made with your selfish w
Mantra of Ascension.I was sent to Heal, Hear and Help,I was sent to witness,The most grandiose ascension in the whole Universe.The process will last for a moment,Everything will happen in the same moment,There will be no delays,Everyone will say:- Healing Light,You helps us Unity,Filled with Colors of Life,Help me Walk by your Side,Let me Gaze in to your Eye,Heal my Soul so I can Ascend high. -This will be the mantra that everyone shall hear,This will be the mantra that everyone shall share,This will be the mantra that I will hear,This will be the mantra that I will share,This mantra shall be the one that All shall chant,To help our Mother a
The WatchersDreary wanderings through the concaves of the mind,Mission to save the ghost of ManHoly vows to the unseen, unknownDuties to God,Soldier of the WayTo never be known,That is our mottoSilent heroesAlways vigilant,We never sleepWe are the Watchers
PowerPower She lies beneath humanity's mortal understandingBending mortals into those who crave their every whim and desire.Her whispers entail destruction by unconscious action toThose who abuse her blessings. She considers them unworthy.But there are those who seek her, not for personal pleasure butFor solidifying a philosophy they consider moral and true.But will their words be put into action? She challenges all,Whose actions firmly testify their beliefs.A cruel temptress yet a benevolent giver, she tests all..Centuries pass, yet those who were granted her blessingsSuccumb to an even worse fate, only time will dictateOn who will
Spirit coloursLivvy: *sings*~the colour purple for the song, the colour blue to bounce along, the colour pink to show your care, the colour red to style your hair, the colour yellow for the fun, the colour green to join someone, the colour orange to have a fight, the colour violet to show you're right, the colour black to show you're bad, the colour brown to show that you're sad, the colour silver for a sign of hope, the colour bronze to live and cope, the colour copper to show your skill, the colour gray to show you're ill,the colour peach to show your love,the colour cream to hide your blush,the colour aqua for the love to swim,the colo
If death knocked on my door todayIf death knocked on my door todayI would offer it tea and cookies.If death knocked on my door tonightI would allow it to sleep close to the light.If death knocked on my doors at noonI would tell it to get the cowIf death knocked on my door too soon I would give it a spanking then a bowIf Death knocked on my doors right nowI would take its hand and go awayNot to return back to lifeLetting death lead the way
Awayaway away away awayof we go and far awaywe dream ourselves airbornefeet leaving the solidityof touched groundthe grass springing back gentlyas our body floats upwardsaway away away awayeyes travel to new starsnebulae bursting with colourcomets trailing sparkling debrisfrom both cold and warm heartsthat gracefully navigatethe entirety of solar systemstaking years in their slow travelto come around and be seen againaway away away awaystars fade awaythe spaces betweenbecoming something morethe dreaming mind travelsfurther than beforewhere darkness is peacewith beauty hidden somewhere insideaway away away aw
W.I.L.D.F.I.R.EW.I.L.D.F.I.R.EWielding a desire to hit the fast laneIs feisty, full of energy and always readyLegendary as the ponysona who bears the mark of a blazing wheelDaring, Dashing and Determined to make an impactFire in her eyes mean that she's ready to rideIs in love with a musician with a voice that is tender as the godsReaches out to her friends and does it fast, quick and easyEven now, she continues to blaze on… blaze like a Wildfire.Happy Birthday Sibsy
19-The MoonClose your eyeslet her sing you to sleep,here the secret language speaks,listen to your dreams,they reveal your hidden self,fears emerge to the surface,doubts thought forgotten,uncertainty brims,the mysteries of self unveil,embrace the truthto move forward in life.She is your guidethrough this dark landscapewhere the unknown may become known,a doorway betweenthe subconscious and conscious mind,symbols and cluesfor you to decipher while you sleepand in your waking they are your toolsto navigate your inner world.
PerfectionPerfection is the second before the flower wilts