Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads. Become a member
quiet roads abound
through silent beauty all around
beneath the stars and moon
shadows dance and swoon
wildscapes stretching far and wide
from scorching desert to flowing tide
beside forests standing tall
changing to bright hues come fall

mountains sink into rugged deserts
deserts changing to beautiful plains
plains growing to mighty forests
forests turning to proud mountains
circle start to circle end
one giant cycle of life

as dark is to light
and day to night
surrounded by so much wonder
thieves can't plunder

such freedom unable to be retained
the wilds so feral can't be tamed
if anyone cares to count the lines just know that is how it ended up working out, it wasn't planned or anything
Who can claim to know me
when i know not what i be?
Born in shadows living in light
where can i find my one delight?
Lost found and lost again
hunting seeking searching for some small gain

Lone i am though surounded i be
wondering a vast hall
with many levels hidden by all

lost and afraid
alone and frayed

I know not who i am
but for all before me
what can i be?

cast aside no better than a doll
trying as i might still bound to fall

a ghost i feel
being slicker than an eel

try as i may
my all do i give
time for the heart to be bared
in hopes by all to be spared
whispers and lies
minds let rise
small things they be
yet more damaging be
than a blade tearing
where can there be hope?
a voice to counter the little things
threatening to tear asunder
all that you are
and are to become
loneliness counters praise
insecurity removes wits
fear paralizes body and strengh
shadows tear at the light
unaware of hidden champions
love to counter fear
peace to clear insecurity's haze
and friends to help keep loneliness away

they are few and not many can give them
but to find those that can stem
darkness's power
look to those that stand beside you
also weathering darkness's might
with power of light
lost and alone
deep into the seas unknown

hurt and strife
seeks to end a life

not knowing where to go
or even friend from foe

all you want to do is hide
and try to keep your pride
bland is the winters grey
winter biting cold
stands the sentinel bold

winters passed, old to new new to old
blanketing white  to muted brown
soon he must come down

lone he stands
waiting on what no one knows
hoping against hope
the snowbourne cliff

lonely beams play on winter's snow
bitter rise and silent set
look and see him
the lone man of snowbourne cliff

dare to hope dare to thrive
the cliffs of snowbourne
winter does bite
lone does the sentinel fight
in darkness i hide
deep inside
comfort light does provide
hiding deep

vision of night
grants moon's bright
looking in the dark
finding night's light

looking deep within
the problem's meddling might
hiding in the darkness light

light hiding in the dark
dark living in the light
fire and flames
dances do the games

dark hides
in lights provide
hidden is the key
to the mysterious me

— The End —