The worse thing from
been deceived
is getting used to it.
Their shadows and wiffs
are all the same.
Their minds and thoughts
are all insane.
Love and repsect far
from their gain.
My heart and soul
in great pain.
Friends and loved ones
in beautiful frame.
My spirit well
retains.

The man who tries to escape
what he fears the most
can only discover that he took
a shortcut straight to it.

Dreams visions of our memories, thoughts, fears
as seen by our heart. What if we are always dreaming,
even if we are awake and we are able to see only a portion
of reality. Is this what life is? Maybe we are afraid to see
the world for what it really is. Better or worse it doesn't matter,
it would be real. In this hard gravelling earth illusion takes hold
and spreads like a disease, but at that same earth i got to know
true love and friendship. I got to know the good, the bad, the worse
and all were real.

My loneliness i loved
not because i liked it
but there i found none
that could hurt me.
My love is like a ship
when the tempest begins
the only refuge can be
found is the port that
answers in her name.
My eyes harsh like
a wooden bark
but my heart like a rasp
with patience and time
makes this soul
slick and soft
ready to fall again
in her ardent kiss.

A question carries me, scorching shores
in a blazing trail.
A question vexes me and provokes my
interest.
How do we come to know the unknownable?
Should our faculties prove enough or should we
push ourselves to venture further and further?
Into the deep unknown we travel
where a flicker of wild eyes lurk.
Should the story terrify me,
would my thought comfort me?
In moonlight's shadow the tale begins
on shores of gold my tale will end.

There are tears of joy
and laughing with sore
and logic that man
in madness is carried
swiftly.
May you never see your
life in longing
all i wish is true
may you flourish
and in silver shores
find happiness once again.

Lagertha the shield maiden
Lagertha the ice maiden
Lagertha who flies with the Valkyries
Lagertha who now lies with Ragna once more
Fair well

I thought that there was no greater virtue than
fighting for truth.
I thought that by believing the right ideals,
οthers would do the right thing too.
They did i suppose what was right by them.
Shadow fell and light was forced to run
whatever’s left screamed and won.
Justice or survival?
A devil's deal.
Our hearts might not be looking for war
but war is looking for us.
If it finds me what could i surrender in return?
My sanity?
My hope?
My love?
No matter the outcome it's not the end
but a new beginning
for i never lost my way.

The origins of life, an absolute mystery.
Where and why?
All set and carved with ambition.
We could be messengers, preservers
but we are connected to conflict and destruction.
It is so enchanting to act like gods,
a staggeringly ambitious vision.
So many things could be so wrong,
so many unknowns.
What was it all for?
Knowledge?
Power?
Or just to show what was possible?
Ambtion, stubborness
nothing changed.

It's getting cold
it's pouring with rain
your own light
inside your heart.
For every breath
feeling lungs with cold black wind
a wolf stares sniffs and howls.
In every heartbeat
a soul's vast
a lion's roar
  its dark brown eyes
the color of a cloak.
It's getting warmer
south wind whiff's
it's your own breath
inside my chest.

I don't know why today of all days
i was thinking about you.
I don't know why today of all days...
I might have tried less of forgetting you today.
Even if it's been so long
i still miss you
i still love you.
By no means was this love
for the faint at heart
by no means was this life
for the weak and the lazy.
I'll think of you
when i start to lose faith.
I'll think of you
when the mist goes thick.
I'll think of you
when the lament of my lost hope
takes hold in this tilted heart.
I'll think of you
as i sing the light melodies of poems
that echo between the foaming waves.
I'll think of you
as i remember your green eyes reflecting
such starlight...
So be it.

So tired of this...
Are we so immature with such mistimed attitude?
Poeple knowing they choose the wrong person to be with,
complain with such query " Why he/she cheated?"
People being so selfish caring only for themselves,
complain with query " Why am i alone?"
People protest for multi genderism, for being vegans
or to whatever the modern society applies with
and all they do is ask with query
"Why there is poverty and unemployment?"
"Why there is war and discord?"
Well i ask why can't we see the truth?
Why can't we see through all those blinding mirrors?
Why we believe to whatever narcissistic crap appears
in front of us?

Set everything in motion
set everything right.
Move on knowing that
you are the architect of your life
even of your death but do not fall
prey to dark thoughts of retribution,
that way madness lies.
That's how all went down?
You thought you found true peace.
How could that be when you still
carry all those burdens from the past?
Mystery, silence, doubt. That was your
mix, not your world. You always equated
facts with excuses, not feelings for it was
something getting in your way and never
understood that a fact is a not a way of
seeing things but what you see.
Why not retire from your standarts, just get out
of your head even for a little bit?

Haunted by grief of loss
as a soul trapped
inside a broken mirror
that tried desperately to scream
and beg solely through the tears
that slid down a darken face
cold and very much alone.

Now tell me i am wrong
now listen to the steel sing
let courage and fury fill your heart.
Kicked to the floor
now rise anew.
Alas for victory is here
alas for the gods return.
Remember for the scars run deep
remember for the scars may never heal.
Now rise at the sound of the horn
and gods demand revenge.

Let your pretentious desires away
taste a glimpse of what must be done
let your life change and control your fate
for waves strike the rock hard and chasten it
but do not break it in shivers only chisel.