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Anemone Mar 2021
let the swords clash
let the shields fall
hold strong, hold the line
and protect them all

let my blade be my guide
with my brothers by my side
though the battle may be ******
we will never back down
we will stand by each other
defending our crown
The Little King Mar 2021
He stands before His Father's pride.
Asking for their approval,
But only anger circles in reply,
Their shameful critique deemed crucial.

As tears weep from poor Little King,
He runs from the cruel and forsaken,
But 'You still need me' His Father sings,
With one glance back, he is poorly mistaken.
-Adrian. H
A lion king goes to the crowd alone.
He needs a friend to live together.
But they don't want to be his friend because they are afraid of his hair and his knowledge.
Indonesia, 22th March 2021
Arif Aditya Abyan Nugroho
leeaaun Mar 2021
not every
Q u e en
asks for a King,
but Kings sure do ask for
q u e e n s!
queen got it all
Safana Mar 2021
It's a destiny on
everyday to
the sunbeams
to hit the soil
and the green
to grow fresh

It's a nature, every
seeded plant to start
growing with
germinated awakening

This, is not by guess
it's just on real incidents
That had so many did
in the dreaming of the
realities yesterday and
the day before yesterday
Sussex will be the monarch  ruler of England one very day
I am not yet a man
But I am King.

You have ****** me
Onto this throne
torn the wooden sword from
my hands to place in them
shaking steel
It is stained with the dark wine
that foams at the mouth of my enemies
You say I must lust after the taste of it
As men lust for women
But I know nothing

Feed me violence until I’m sick of it
My eyes crawl with what I’ve seen -

corpses?

littered all around
daisies in a meadow with which
I’ve made my crown.
they are made of violence
Lost in my Head Mar 2021
Once upon
I felt the call
To take a midnight walk
And stumbling through
The misty streets
A voice began to talk

Fear not said ye
The angels call
I must have reached the Lord
But falling through
The gravel road
The stone and I’m the sword

The king of far
And futures will
Be beckoned by the light
With fist and tongue
He rules below
The tempting of his might

And yet we see
His gentler heart
Indulging in the arts
The king at last
Usurped from throne
The Jester’s reign then starts

The midnight walk
Turns into morn
And visions fade away
But jesters in
the place of kings
Will never go away
I really like this one high key, just a nice little story with a couple interpretations
Machacha Doctor Feb 2021
She is a Princess
Daughter of the most High
She's the type of Queen
That knows her crown
Isn't in her head but in her soul
She's made a whole
I call her Royal Highness
And she camouflage with her shiness
Her beauty melts my heart
Then i feel butterflies in my Stomach
Her beauty lies under
The shadow of a Castle
Therefore she's unassailable
Indescribable
And untouchable
She walk like a lioness
Sneaking on it's prey
I call it walk on Shells
Don't talk is covered with Pearls
Her pretty smile brightens the day
And for the King, it paves a way
All of these,
Because
She is a Divine Queen
2021-02-23
Max Neumann Feb 2021
under the core of time, there's the beach of dreams
bathed by the water of wishes, attachments and fear
nothing can you bring to this place, it's all there
guarded by ancient creatures, made of clay and stone

everything a being knows will be forgotten there
all abilities and skills will be unlearned for good
misunderstandings will be solved, time stops ticking
the word "why" loses its function under the core of time

pearls of rain fall on the ground to stroke people
to redeem them from the arrogance of living on earth
and a mist of gold and light belts the sleeping ones
under the core of time, space becomes infinite and clear

a kingdom, where love shall be king and law, peaceful
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