Don't give me the knight in shining armor.
He hasn't fought his fight.
He may be too frail to pick me up,
Too weak to slay my dragon.

Don't give me the boy with a flawless life,
A pretty smile and feminine hands
Show how hard he has never worked,
How many demons he has never strangled.

Give me the knight with beaten armor,
Knocked off his high horse,
But still standing.
Give me the boy with calloused hands,
Hands that show how many times he tried.
Give me the boy with a perfect smile,
Knowledge in his eyes,
Knowing ******* the dragon,
Knowing how to outwit the demons.

Give me the knight who slayed the dragon.

Every word he utters
Sounds like a mighty roar
And his hands can stir storms
And great gusts of wind.
His eyes are weapons
Piercing through my heart
Scarring me,
Leaving me to be
Never the same ever again.

But behind that fierce facade
And thick skin toughened by time
Is a heart
Gently glowing with the embers of
Hope,
Faith,
And love.
It burns on not only with passion,
But with compassion.
It is a light and a lamp,
A firework and a forest fire.

He has might and bravery,
boldness and tenacity, but
In his power
He has purpose,
And in his leadership he extended
Love.
Look up and
See him soar high in the sky,
For he has written his name
In the book of the legendary.

I try to reach to the top but every time i fail
Yet I try over and over again
because every climb brings me closer to my aim.

I wish to reach the summit- as do my fellow mates,
Some of them are strangers
but some of them I know
But in the end you have to climb all alone.

Every climb I learn something new,
Every climb breaks my spirit
but every climbs gets me closer
to The Dragon on the summit.

After countless tries I reach that peak yearned by all
and I see the white Dragon standing tall

The lustrous snow blinds my eyes
and I feel the cold winds blow
through clear blue skies

The dragon stares right into my eyes
and I see that this world is just a web of lies

All these falls and climb were just fiction
and my real self was far beyond the horizon





He shoots a wall of fire at me
that is the last thing I see

It burns my eyes
              my heart
                  my thought
             my soul



I am just ash.
Ash that cannot be burnt again,
Ash that flies in the skies,
Ash that flows with the rivers,
Ash that is free-
**Forever

Tendons cracking, skin unfolding
Heart beating, wings dancing

Roar resounding, fire raging
Power exceeding, beauty enhancing

True nobility is born from freedom
True knowledge is born from living

When man sees the wind
He feels the earth
When man touches fire
He understands water

But when man becomes the dragon
He wakes

Ancient gardens where dragons roam:
Guardians of Grove protecting Flower Rose.
In wanders uncanny courageous bone,
Ghost hunting for salvation.
Tempted for the rose, face to face with dragon's nose;
Swallowed by the tales and the mysteries.
A seed untold, yet to follow unfold..
Blooms the next flower in the garden of my dragon guarded home.

In the eyes of mortals,
They are monsters.
Of vibrating destruction.

In the eyes of a Rider,
They are worshipped and strong.
They seek companionship,
A guardian for life.

These creatures fly high,
Over the mountainous peaks,
Through the Evergloom valleys.
Down the rising sea.

They pride their right as Dov.
Rightful to their kin.

They are...
The Dragons.

They are not monsters.
Who create destruction.

They are not viscious,
When it comes to Royals.

These Dragons are so misunderstood.
Cant they live among us,
For the good?

Their sleek scales,
Massive wings,
Ivory claws and spikes.
Two lungs create,
Fire and Ice.

These dragons,
They are breath-taking.
Almost Immortal,
They will outlive a human being.

Don't take them as Deceitful.
They wish not to destroy.
They are guardians of this world.

Our Dragons,
Are definitely.
A riders Bestfriend.

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.

Angelic Beauty,
Sturdy and wise.
She gazes from above,
Into the darkest disguise.

Valkyrie is thee,
Sudden and strange.
Difference is an understatement,
Where royalty reigns.

Beside a Valkyrie,
A scaled beast resides.
Ready to fight,
And to die.

Alongside all Valkyries,
The dragons stand proud,
In armor of white.
They will fight.

The Valkyries,
Angelic and dark.
They will fight,
To save you from the dark..