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Fabiola Martinez Feb 2015
Life is not easy,  
Life is not harder,
You can't live without it,
Without being a warrior.
Brave warriors of my eyes they are,
Fighting their way through my shutters.
Dare thee stoppeth them.
My Unstoppables. My tears.
Isha Kumar Jan 2015
An axe.
A sword.
The horse
He rode.

A bow.
An arrow.
His heart
of sorrow.

His armour
and shield
in the
battlefield.

That loss of
breath.
His comrade's
death.

Weapons did
clash.
Decisions were
rash.

Heavy was His
head
with all the
bloodshed.

Years were
spent
till the war's
end.

He returned finally
to his love.
Looked towards the sky
there flew a dove.
Shawn Callahan Jan 2015
I am from a thousand daydreams.
I see fairy dust lingering in the sunlight,
dancing around me, opening a world
of two massive castles against a lunar sky.

The battle bell rings,
And the fight for power begins.
Two different armies,
using magic and strength, to gain control.

I am from the leader of kings,
and i am the warrior princess,
with the power to win,
and the heart to rule.

The fire fury in the warriors' eyes
sends chills down each spine,
The last battle cry and the final slice,
ends the war, in my favor.

I am from the triumphed bevy
of gleaming armor and the perspiration of power.
My people cheer to the angels above,
as the sun rises, washing away, the ****** sky.
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TheSilentWarrior Jan 2015
The warrior furious,
and fearless.
Her eyes full of justice,
and trust.

Raising her sword
at her enemies,
showing she shows no
fuse.

She fights with grace and
skill.
No expression,
no care.

Her glowing eyes,
made her foes fear her.
Her sword raises as it slashes down,
onto the foes.

She is known as a mysterious,
hero.
The warrior that was silent.
She showed no mercy on
those who are,
displeased.

The Silent Warrior,
is the one to be.
Somewhat random poem
Today, A new journey begins
Holding my pen in my hand
It bleeds for new adventures and stories
It searches for the best ones

An awful past was left behind
We must remember how to forget
Forget a percent of those 365 moments
Each day was peculiar in its own way

Peculiar ways to hurt that soul within
But you must be a great warrior
You should have your heart sealed
Because fragile is its second name

Today, your fragile heart will be a diamond
Shining like the first star at night
Winking at those who stare
And loving those who dare
Rex Forté Dec 2014
He fought, he raged through that dark, dark, night.
They fled before his fiury, his crimsom rage,
He searched ad searched, to find who made him feel, like he was in a cage.
He walked back amd forth, yet found not him,
Then he finaly realized, on that cold, bitter night, that the Enemy was not outside, but inside.
The Terry Tree Dec 2014
Be the Warrior Spirit and
Fight for the light
A soldier for creation
With all of your might
Projecting the love
Of all Saints
Day and night

Walk with great fire
With a passionate rattle
Ignite and inspire
An affectionate battle
Beam from the heart and
Jump into the saddle

Be
A Lightworker
A Healer
A Mystical Weaver
Stand with Divine Mother
As a Cure-all Receiver

Spirit will guide you
Empowered by faith
Our weapon is love
****** forward with grace
As we kneel down to pray

We
Push light in the earth
Watch it roll through the cracks
Crawl up every fountain
Follow the tracks and
Inhabit the mountains
Spread out in the grass and
Reach up to the sun
Reflecting it back
With love
Only love

Be the Warrior Spirit
Fight for the light
A soldier for creation
With all of your might
Projecting the love
Of all Saints
Day and night
Projecting the love
Of all Saints
Day and night

© tHE tERRY tREE
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