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 Sep 2014
jeffrey conyers
Events happen
Memories don't always fades.
History occurs.
For the histories books to reserve.

Officers, fire fighters and various peoples of society.
Might be gone.
But the occurrence of that day lives on.

They are gone.
Except not forgotten.
Cause the flags still flies in the greatest country alive.

Ministers preaches about its demise.
As if they are present day prophets.
And still we exist.

With the best trained military forces.
Yes, they are gone.
Except not forgotten.

We all know justice comes within time.
 Sep 2014
Dark Jewel
Chosen symphonies,
Delicacies.
Swinging wings.

Spinning fairies.

Music only ancients,
Choose to dance to.
 Sep 2014
Dark Jewel
The breeze whispers,
Carrying it's wise words.
Feeding its nature to the beasts.
Of the wild.

Howls,
Hoots,
Growls...

They all become heard,
Under the full moon.

Tranquility,
Breathing downward.
Chasing scents eastward.

The forest,
A Desert.
A meadow.

Each terrain is different.
With it's own personality.

One thing,
Wind.
Difference.
It's Peace.
 Sep 2014
Dark Jewel
Damsels of distress,
Wings of vivid crests.
All elegant in a romance.

Spin my Fairy.
Tilt your head.
Sprinkle fairy dust,
To ressurect the dead.

The dead who don't dance.
Who stand in awe of your crest.
Spin my Fairy,
Recruit the rest.

Vivid streams,
Violet strings.
Strung on thy lute of play.

Spin my Fairy,
Sing your song.
Of Vibrance.
Of Honor.
Of love.

Spin now,
Your wings beautifully carved.
As a monarch or a sprite.
You give life to the crowd.

Elegance above Royalty.
Love above Lust.
Play your reverend strings.
Of Story Springs.

Spin my Fairy,
Flare those vivid wings.
You are the final act.
Praise your Lute of Rings.
Inspired by Mythology and much more. Keep spinning Auroura!
 Sep 2014
Dark Jewel
Amongst the weak.
The strong will rise.
Bringing our blades of justice.

Assassins,
All in disguise.
We rise together.
Along the line of the crowd.

Were at the corner of our fate.
Destiny will take us all.

Blades thrusted forward,
Arrows blacken the skies.
We charge into battle.
We fight for our lives.

For Freedom,
For honor.
JUSTICE.

But for whom?

I fear not what we face.
We will rise together.
Assassins for one.
AND all.

Together we fight,
Against the Templars.
We may be an Animus,
But our hearts are true.

Abstergo Destroyed a brother.
Or maybe hundreds.

Tonight,
They die by our swords.
Our blades of honor.
Will create a world of War.

Beware the Assassins,
We've Come to ****.

You will die,
Drowning in the seven seas.
A little inspiration from Theme music. RISE UP my brothers and sisters! We are the creed!
 Aug 2014
r
Night and fog
setting in-unsettling
now that the rain has stopped

the live oak in the dark
creaks under the weight
of dying limbs

mean high tide
at three a.m.
means no ghosts will walk
ashore

U-227 lies on the bottom
not too far out from here
where she went down
in the nacht und nebel
while the live oak creaked
and the ocean roared.

r ~ 8/10/14
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 Aug 2014
Dark Jewel
As days blur,
I see the pattern...
Grazing, sealing, purifying.
All that is hideous.
To make it seem beautiful.

I hide,
Behind a mask,
A shell..
A force field.

What seems beautiful,
Isn't true for the beast.

The Beast,
That is hideous.
When she's angry.

So as the pattern lays flat,
These days turn into weeks,
Weeks turn to months.
Months turn to years..

Not a lifeline goes by,
When a monster is involved.

And when it's involved,
It seems the sands of time,
Are frozen still.
Even in the wasteland,
Of Hell..
Just a thought that crossed my mind
 Jul 2014
Poetic T
Little one cries
But the shadow seen isn't what it seems,
A child's cry but an adults shadow is all I see
You are not welcome,
Be gone from the living, your a corruption
It isn't true life, you are a twisted dark dream
Leave that pure soul, let it be.
Let it not be corrupted, be gone to the darkness
Shadows,
Obscurity,
Endless night,
The life of the living is but a dream
Corrupting what you touch,
Rotting,
Decay,
Decomposition,
Of that body and its soul
You are of the darkness, the void between
Pure spirits like a little house drawing you near.
You had your chance, now it is gone,
The place you were,
Your punishment for what was done
The living you crave, a shell of your own,
Be gone to the Darkness where your spirit belongs.
 Jul 2014
Dark Jewel
My family is dead,
I am the first Dunmer to return.

My Crimson eyes tell stories,
Of my emotions,
My dreams.

I am Iria,
Daughter to the House of Telvani.

My home is now Ash,
And deserted.
The Red mountains destruction,
Left only coals to burn.

As I journey,
To the Frozen lands.
I wonder what's in store,
When I arrive in Skyrim...
 Jul 2014
Dark Jewel
Through the land,
I know every sound.
That caresses my pointed ears.
Vibrating to the very core of my brain
Seeping through it's cracks...

I walk this land,
Astride my horse.
Wandering as a nomad,
^No place to call home..

I was born in Raven Rock,
A Dunmer or dark elf..
as some would say.

I am known as a Gray-skin,
To Skyrim..

So I keep astride,
Finding any camp to sleep.
Though I have to **** for rest.

I am destined to return,
To ash Island of Solsteim.
To defeat Miraak..
And Yes,
I am Dragonborn.
Will be creating Iria for her journey across Skyrims landscape!
 Jul 2014
Poetic T
Majestic creature,bathed in fire
The heavens are you playground
The orange glow of breath
Upon the clouds once white
Now they burn bright
You are destruction and beauty
Those who do not see
A monster of flame
Death,
Destruction,
Ignited,
Fire,
But you are of a gentle heart
You cleanse those
Who are enveloped in your breath
Only dust is left at your proud feet,
You are the beauty of the sky,
The cleanser of those beneath your feet.
We will for ever be in your shadow
Are lord dragon,
Burn the world, so it may grow anew,
From the ashes of yesterday
The new world will grow stronger under you.
 Jul 2014
Poetic T
I would fall on a
Sword
To show my love
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