Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads. Become a member
Aug 2016
Hundreds of years, why did this war begin?
Hundreds of blizzards, we never did win.
Unable to remember why we even fight.
This war has very long lost its sight.

Trudging against the cold, burning pierce
Of the wind; frigid, shattering, ever so fierce.
The clouds remind me with their dark, gloomy shade
These dreams were always meant to die and fade.

My friends, gilded with white in the ground they lay.
My family, colder than the ice today.
Slain by my kingdom, faster than this savage air.
Slain with golden armor, I can't believe they would even dare!

We fought so the chaos would cease!!!
Yet here I am carrying my friend! Or at least a precious piece...
The beginning of the end of our broken, little hearts.
It ends so much more quickly than it starts.

Lady Iceheart, I can't give up. I will press on.
Our sanctuary, our home. It must be won.
I'll forge the path we would never forsake,
And lay your dreams of ice in my chilling wake.
Lady Narnia
Written by
Lady Narnia
  1.5k
       May, ---, PoetryJournal, ---, Mary Winslow and 16 others
Please log in to view and add comments on poems