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Annie Jul 2019
I´m raising to the frozen sky
I´m setting high,I´m gonna fly
Until the stars fade by
The mornings rising light

Then fire spreads upon the vault
turns silver into shining gold
I´m tossing down, daring and bold
Beneath the blazing bright

The air comprise me like a storm
That I may build another form
And I become a piercing thorn
Thats fervently Inside

I wake into the twilight day
That arise in milky gray
And as I feel the embers crave
I start to recognize

I was a phoenix, am a flame
That´s never soft and never tame
The forge still smolders in my frame
And lead me till the end
Annie Dec 2019
with a kiss and
cut
my eyes are blind
and shut
and while I feel my frenzy rise
I’m sinking
into full moon’s paradise
where carnal and menacing lust
control and determine
my beating heart,
the smell of blood
I’m loosing all my mind
'till
I wake into a shady light
of morning sun and fading night
covered with red
and slightly whacked
I sense all
I once required
a soothing smell
a tempting tie
obligation and desire
RPG thingies
Annie Feb 2020
She
My argent queen, once I thought,
of pride and worth, and wrath
I looked upon your pale, fair face
And followed down your path
Once, I was torn and driven
between honor and disgrace
Until all hope and life and light
Dissolved beneath a haze

Oh Lady, all of my desire
I lost and earned again
Once in a day, once in a week
I whondered, here and then
How I got lost inside this mire
Of hopelessness and rage
I fled, I charged, I stashed
rushing to the deepest,
darkest stage

I called you lady, even then
Yet bitterness is gone
My fear and fume slowly recede
And every task is done
I still can hear your chant
When you are full and fair
But now, your voice is far and faint
My mind diverted and restrained
And I feel banned and bare
Under a new, seductive call
Ensnaring all my heart
RPG thingies
Annie Dec 2018
Fairy boy, you catch my eye,
Trough candles and smoke
In a loop of time
We have a nice talk
A fine glass of wine
And coziness in the dark

You’re strange, but fair
I have to confess
Under tilleylamps flicker
I care even less
Wether fairy or not
You are pleasing my eyes

And I recognize
The fume between your lips
Suits your face too well
To resist any kiss
Or any little spell
RPG thingies
Annie Sep 2019
Why does my heart go on beating
While my body and mind
Bleed no more
No thought no cry
And my body will die
When the world sings to my core

Why is my temper still rising
When my will and my wit
Lose their bite
No battle no brawl
Would bring me to fall
Yet silence
Will spread through my mind

Silence and chanting alternate
I got little space in between
And like a ban whispered to my mind
I’m slowly going insane

Call the shadows I’m sinking
I’m loosing my stand
With no cure or death
I’m reaching no end
Until hopelessness
Drives me to my demise
And I am falling
To a rotten paradise
RPG thingies
Annie Jan 2019
once was a star sparkling bright
towards the burning sun he ran
but he got blinded by the light
and with his rise his fall began
.
by falling deep he scorched the sky
and thus brought others down with him
one brother died and one got burned
fading brilliance, gloom and grim
.
far away from sun and sky
the star could see again
he saw a milion distant lights
and he would understand
and he would spread his wings and fly
back to his brothers side
.
from then, the star
can still be seen
upon a summersky at night
his mind shines starry, pale and clear
and when they saw his glooming light
they named him Altair
Inspired by Assassins Creed and the origins of the main characters name.
Annie Apr 2020
A dance, my dance, between realities
My dance of seasons and of life  
A dance I often danced before
Until I felt that mind

That mind, her mind, so joyful
Her mind, so strange, so kind
A mind I never sensed before
Until I saw that face

This face, her face, so beautiful
Her face, her eyes so bright
A face, I never watched before
Until I touched that life

This life, this girl, I danced with
I saw her blazing eyes,
This life, I never knew before
I want to call it mine
To Terry Pratchetts 'Wintersmith'
Annie Mar 2019
This is, where the dragons went
Not waiting, not dead
This is, where the dragons went
Dormant they lay instead
Packed tight in a place
With scaling filled space
And nevermore
They have been seen

This is, where the dragons rest
Not reality, not dream
This is, where the dragons rest
In occult shimmer gleam
As magic did fade
They left nothing but sage
And by degrees
They were forget

This is, where the dragons wake
Not brutal, not calm
This is, where the dragons wake
Summoned to our realm
Recalled to a spot
They slowly forgot
And conquering
They wander back
To Terry Pratchetts 'Guards! Guards!'
Annie Dec 2018
Afraid of the combat
the little bird fled
wrapped in the blankets
it sat on its bed
waiting in horror
scared stiff to the bone
there came a visitor
found her alone

He threatened her coldly
with fiery demands
offering her safety
with a knife in his hands

She bend under his urging
singing a sad lullaby
she found the cruel man crying
and sleeping by her side
the night still hides what happened
but little bird had found
in heart and mind well hidden
the Unkiss and the Hound
To the matter of  the 'unkiss' called scene from Goerge R. R. Martins Song of Ice and Fire.
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