From the void that beckons,
we see that heaven's near,
but the darkness that engulfs us
keeps our cries from shedding tears

The rain would fall and cleanse the Earth
so the people praised it well
The castle walls had heard its song
right as midnight struck its bell

But when she cast infinity
the rain hadn't had its fill
so sadly clouds were forced to flee
yet the days grew* darker still

Pluck the wings of ravens
to prevent the coming flood
The ones who offer haven
let their fingers run with blood

The Court was born to trim the herd
who swear to Ravenswood
They seek the one ill-fated girl
to restore our land for good

'Cause when she cast infinity
the Earth was standing still
Her soul can harm eternity
as the days grow darker still

Believers of their noble cause
shall be met with open arms
They only seek to halt the pause
by the grace of love and harm

Putrid souls are sacrificed
for the weakness that they show
The Court shall welcome crimson tides
as their looming shadows grow

'Cause when she cast infinity
it was nature that she killed,
but now the Court will set us free
Advent days are *brighter still.

How do you write a poem?
I'll tell you how.

Place your fingers on the keyboard,
one by one.
Push down and form phrases,
and wham! you're done.

Hit enter a couple times,
to space it right.
Indent here and there,
and view the sight.

If you prefer the traditional way,
that's nice.
Write with a pencil and a paper,
maybe use pen for some spice.

Write a tale or an engaging work.
Write to your heart and your mind's voice!
Write a world full of mystery, suspense or fun.
You're the writer, and it's your own choice!

Once upon a time
There were four pillars that held the Earth
Sea creatures, creatures with legs
Winged creatures roamed the dense green

Then in the middle of the green
Clay bubbled amongst the rocks
First was the man then came the woman
Left to their devices they cursed the green

All creatures were subjected to sin
Children of the man and woman came forth
Destruction, chaos, and holy wars were fought
Man's greed caused the great earthquakes
Which shook the pillars till they became rubble

Left the world in despair and unrecognisable
Left the world to fall
Fall
Fall...

Then once upon a time
There were four mounds that held the Earth
Sea creatures, creatures with legs
Winged creatures roamed the dense green
And all was perfect again.

a rider there found the lore
and envision his plan
though surely a wire tell
and fine her in her skull
a minute's worth of plaintiff
while they meet rhetorical
and anchor a horse feather
this bar between hither
with Pegasus dimly lighted
and Chisholm Trail afoot
wholly charm a spirit together
in a kiss of extraordinary measure
that a yellow sky glitter
under the stars tonight

Once upon a time
I fell in love with myself
I loved the way I saw the world, with an innocence now lost
I believed every lie and dreamed of rescuing dragons from princesses
I still remember the day my world shattered, and I started see the truth
An empty birthday party
A lonely slumber party
Whispers behind everyone's back
I didn't want to spread rumors, but to keep my friends, I did
And with my words, I burned bridges
How could I trust myself after telling those secrets that had been entrusted to me
Unclean and repentant, I sought forgiveness but there was none to be found
Not from myself
I tried to redeem myself by stepping away from the games, but though I hoard secrets, the dragons have all fled
There is no happily ever after here

He was wandering through the woods, when he saw her.

She had long golden locks like gilt thread, it shimmered and its ribbons gently moved in the wind.

She wore an exquisite gold lace dress, which barely touched the green grass of the ground beneath her.

She gave a quick glance at the gloomy man gazing at her.

The beauty astonished him; it approached him with steady small steps.

She was like the goddess Aphrodite, but rarer.

She was the meaning of beauty, the warm air, the longer days, the bright sun, and the worry free smile.

The definition of beauty is easy; it's what leads you to desperation.

As the beauty advanced, her gold lace dress became a fade orange and the beauty in the previous goddess figure faded.

Every moment and every second of this illusion to his eyes appeared as a dream to reality, the reality of the fickleness in beauty over time.

His desperate gloomy figure slowly turned into white happiness. There was no more darkness; all that was left of him was white icy flakes.

The golden locks became white, and the fairness of her face became filled with wrinkles.

She lost her figure, her beauty, her gold.

She often looked into the mirror wondering where that gold light went.

The light was still within their cheeks, but the gold figure vanished.

In his eyes she was becoming something more beautiful than a storm.