The sword and the shield,
I take up both in earnest
For it is my duty to wield them,
And my pleasure to do so
A glinting blade
And a sturdy shield
Sharpened to it's peak,
absolute in it's protection
Tis better to defend than attack
For brutality is unbecoming
But one cannot have defense
Without attack preceding
But both I equip myself with
For my charge requires their duality
And without them both
I would fail my calling
My intent is to seek
That which is symbiotic to me
One who has need of prowess
While completing me as well
I offer my sword and my shield
Fierceness, and refuge
All I ask in return
Is that which makes me whole
Pursuing that mystical essence
To complete my trinity
A labyrinthine soul
Yet simple in it's meaning
Her who needs me
And who I so badly need
Solace for her
And a purpose for me
My sword and shield
I offer them passionately
If only to find her
My waiting princess
Jan 28, 2012
Jan 28, 2012 at 12:53 AM UTC
You should really get a refund
That thing's clearly broken
Something's not quite right
And nothing but lies it has spoken
That mirror is defective
Something's definitely wrong
It shows you someone weak
I see someone strong
I think I see the problem
Perhaps the ***** in the armor
It seems it was too much to handle
Because you're quite the charmer
There's the brightest of smiles
That can light up a room
Just one look at it now
Can banish all your gloom
I see an elegance too
One that's glory is unmatched
But the poor thing couldn't take it
And now it needs patched
So it's backwards, you see
And it only shows pain
It's supposed to reflect
but it's been given too much strain
Too much beauty it's seen
Almost abuse that it's taken
And the beauty is true
so don't be mistaken
So do keep it in mind
When it shows you it's deceits
It's not doing it's job
And clearly it cheats
It's true beauty you have
That could go unspoken
But you should really get a refund
'Cause that thing's clearly broke
Jan 16, 2012
Jan 16, 2012 at 2:53 AM UTC
Is it really so wrong
To covet thy neighbor
When they truly cannot see
what treasures lie before them?
Emaciated and broken,
As a starved wanderer I watch,
A man with a feast before him
Yet he turns up his nose
Through the emerald gaze
of a green-eyed monster I view
This disgraceful display of gifts
Woefully cast aside
This spectacle I witness
Confuses and astounds
For anyone can clearly see
The problem with this scene
Mortified, I stare
And with hunger, I despair
I wish the feast to be mine
But with none they will share
But with a glimmer of hope I will continue
And reflect on this sad, sad venue
One day I will sate this monster of mine
And no longer for the feast shall I pine
Jan 16, 2012
Jan 16, 2012 at 2:16 AM UTC
It was built for 2
My now lonely bed
But all those memories
Still fill my head
Sleepless nights
That haunt me
The warmth of her
That taunts me
I yern for the one
Who can fill this empty space
The one who can cure me
And bring love back to this place
I want the girl
Who too has her sleepless nights
I'll make them go away
Just let me hold you tight
It's lonely now
This bed made for 2
I wish I had you here
It's meant for me and you
Aug 23, 2011
Aug 23, 2011 at 12:32 PM UTC
I only want to be able
To call you mine
And I want you to be able
To respond to me in kind.
A match like ours
Is once in a blue moon
I can see it now
And I hope you'll see it soon.
We've not known each other long
But it feels like so much longer to me
It was chance that brought us together
But maybe we were meant to be
I'm just a lonely player 1
Will you be my player 2?
I want to get the high score together
I only wish you knew.
Aug 18, 2011
Aug 18, 2011 at 1:31 AM UTC
I'm sorry Mario,
But the princess is in another castle
You'll have to find another
I hope that's not too much hassle
I search long and hard
For the one I can save
I hope I find her soon
Before I reach a lonely grave
It seems the princesses
Have all gone away
No longer do they want
Me to come and save the day
What good's a hero
If there's no one to be saved?
I'll fall into obscurity
And slowly fade away.
Aug 6, 2011
Aug 6, 2011 at 7:18 PM UTC
Broken past
Like shattered glass
Present dim
Future grim
A venomous cloud has formed behind me
A blinding haze covers my face
My only hope is the light before me
Given perfect form, and divinity's grace
Prior pains ******* my course
Like an ivy on a tree
It binds, and holds me tightly
but the light shall set me free
Always forgive, never forget
Is a lesson I have learned
We must learn from the broken paths
Lest that we be spurned
The cloud serves as a reminder
The haze as a blurring lens
The light is what I strive for
This journey never ends
Slowly healing past
Like a deep-set wound
Present improving
Future blooming
Aug 4, 2011
Aug 4, 2011 at 9:38 PM UTC
Gather ‘round all
And let us tell the tale
Of an ill-fated night
That was destined to fail
Dressed in traditional garb
A suit and a tie
He left that night
And let out a sigh
Not wanting to go,
But with a promise to fulfill
He would be there
Even if him it would ****
He did it for her
‘Twas his only goal
But secretly he knew
It was also in hopes of feeling whole
And so he entered
With hopeful eyes
But what came next
Was to his surprise
The girl he looked for
She was not there
Instead she was replaced
With something he couldn’t bear
It was her alright,
But intoxicated
The night was for naught
And all hope faded
He goes on now,
Living, but broken-hearted
He loved her once
But it’s long departed
Aug 4, 2011
Aug 4, 2011 at 9:06 PM UTC
Holding her rose
She stands, waiting to plead her case
But I can see the pain
As it rushes over her face
Its thorns pierce her hand,
Yet she holds it in place
Blood dripping from the stem
Like the tears from her face
Hidden from view
Her rose is veiled
But now the time comes
And her face is paled
Its thorns pierce her hand,
Yet she holds it in place
Blood dripping from the stem
Like the tears from her face
Struggling to tell
Yet struggling more to conceal
Another day must pass
Until she unveils how she feels
Its thorns pierce her hand,
Yet she holds it in place
Blood dripping from the stem
Like the tears from her face
Her blood falls to the ground
In its brilliant, scarlet hue
But her rose remains concealed
And it seems there’s nothing left to do
Holding her rose
It’s all she has left
Grasping it tightly
Her life remains bereft
Aug 4, 2011
Aug 4, 2011 at 9:04 PM UTC
After the world falls
From underneath you
I will be the net to catch you
When you break down
And can’t do anything but cry
I will be your shoulder to cry on
After you fall apart
And collapse to the ground
I will be there to pick you up
Let yourself crumble
Let yourself shatter
I will be the one to put you back together after you splatter
When the world seems cold and lonely
And you feel like no one loves you
I will be the one to prove you wrong
Aug 4, 2011
Aug 4, 2011 at 9:03 PM UTC