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Sandoval Jan 9
I am not a princess
that needs to be saved.

I am a broken warrior,
a Valkyrie in distress.

An echo of a forgotten
strength that always comes

back in vigorous ways.

There is a war within myself and I intend on winning..
Mark Wanless Jul 2019
i felt a kiss
upon my mangled cheek
Tonight you feast,
getting ready to slay the beast.
You'll mount your ride,
and get ready for that slide,
into battle you will go,
running past any enemies that may slow,
down your progress for the two days you'll be gone,
until the moment you're back where you belong.
You'll concur and succeed where others have not,
your enimies will run cold, as your blood runs hot,
to sleigh them all, with your wicked spells.
With your words you can summon the strength to send them to hell.
They'll try to trick, and try to betray,
but you'll be on top and victor of the day.
I look forward to the tales that will be told,
because a warrior as fine as you, is among the most bold.
Red Bergan Mar 2018
Wings spread upon the back,
OF the Valkyrie on the attack.
Her breath crisp in the frozen air,
Her hair burning like fire,
She won't be fair.

The dark must back away,

You are in my way.
I will not hesitate.
I will awaken my soul.

I will not back down.
For this gets old.

Remain indifferent,
My path will remain the same.

I am Valkyrie.
My name.
Tempest burns brightly within Kekay. She is awakening and all who she hates will have their blood spilled. This will be ******...
Light House Feb 2017
I believe you can go on & create wonderful enchantments.
& I believe that no matter the amount of darkness possessing
your mind,  an equivalent amount of light guards your heart,
I believe your reign can scorch over lives, just as suddenly as your rain.. can renew & resurrect.  What do you believe in?

"...I ask you one last time, dragon-child,
if that is even who you truly are... I carry grave doubt about you;
I only see half of what the world was promised...
I only see a child ..a weak little chickadee, well on her way to failure,
just like her other featherheaded friends,
all walking, instead of soaring;
all walking, w/ brittle little bird-legs,
rooted in shallow, sun-dried sands -- if rooted at all!
Go on bird-child... strut & talk.  Squawk!"

The one dressed as a war-torn, soot-covered Viking -
spat down, drenching a small area of sand,
just inches in front of the crippled Valkyrie.
The sound of leather tightening.
His gloved-hands began to squeeze the handle of his war-worn claymore, as he lifted it up over his shoulder, as if it was
..his cross; he began to walk away, like Atlas,
-- bearing this sword named His World -- vanishing into space.
in the works.  Apologies for lack of perfection.  Busy, grey day.  But I am breathing.  Mulling life over.
Dark Jewel Sep 2016
Means thank you.

Tevahni Aurora,
Moon of ever glow.
Shining so bright.

Rays of white,
Like sunshine.
Shine the path before thee.

Tevahni Aurora,
For creating a path so vivid with color.
So extravagant to the senses.
To where a heart may reside.

My heart is alive...

Flowing tears,
Freedom of moonlight.
The call...



*Can you hear me?
Tevahni comes from Valkyrie, It is unwritten. I thank the moon everyday for my wolf howls once more.
Dark Jewel May 2016
The words hurt,
The heart hurts.
My mind is clouded..

I love him,
He's so dear to me.
Like a fire that burns brightly..

All I see,
Is a dimming light.

Repercussions he says,
Overboard on decision.
To him,
It's just another day without me.

I love you..
I am sorry.
If the repercussions become poison..
Then it ends..

As Valkyrie,
I suspend my feelings.
The bond of wolf and mate.

To go over..

To think this decision through.
To plea for sanity,
Would just give you pleasure.
No cope,
No way out.

You are on your own..
My love...
Sometimes you have to detach and watch from the sidelines how things go.. no matter how painful it may be...
May E V Watson Mar 2016
Splintered shields and cracking swords lay all around me on these burning hills.
I stand alone, the last of my kind.

  Here I stand my wings dripping red, lifeblood staining my sword and my shield but also dripping from your head.
  A Valkyrie, an angel of Death
I hover over your waning Life waiting with baited breath.
  The fields once green,
now stained with your brothers and sisters now fallen,
blackened with blood and ash and flesh, of friend and foe alike.
    The last one left waiting to enter my halls,
you fought you won you gave it your all.
    Little Warrior, little ***** if I summon,
will you finally answer my call?

As you finally lay down your head,
I shall sing you the Valkyrie's lullaby of final rest.
Brave little warrior,
I shall sing you the lullaby of Death.
I kinda just wrote this, and i haven;t checked the grammar yet but then again this is a writers site, so I hope ya'all forgive me. Apparently being bored, sitting on my roof smoking a pack of cigarettes makes me wanna write so, yeah...
Dark Jewel Jan 2016
In the blooming willow,
Amongst the Safron blaze.
A warrior awaits,
In the peaceful haze.

Sister to some,
Savior to all.
Rider of dragons.

She is the one they betrayed.
She is deemed traitor to them.
when will the truth be revealed?
Hey all sorry I've been gone i'll try to post more often
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