Submissions by Forcubanlinx
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
Night will Come and I will Follow
A Home Beneath the Waves
Deep...deep down where the light gets lost
in the perpetual void of eerie, trapped voices
the yearning laments fill the desolate space
of the kingdom that once was.
The moon, so bright and mighty through the night,
guides the cold, relentless stillness of time.
The mournful sky knows the place
of the legend that is lost and now lies asleep.
Deep...deep down, the thundering seas but awake in our cherished memories.
in the perpetual void of eerie, trapped voices
the yearning laments fill the desolate space
of the kingdom that once was.
The moon, so bright and mighty through the night,
guides the cold, relentless stillness of time.
The mournful sky knows the place
of the legend that is lost and now lies asleep.
Deep...deep down, the thundering seas but awake in our cherished memories.
#beauty
#memories
#mythology #JRRTolkien
#mythology #JRRTolkien
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Not For Me
Always sought it
a dreamer with a foolish hope
waited for so long,
tired, ready to give in
it came to others, except for me—
an unfulfilled dream
days grow longer and darker
such pity- dwelling in seclusion with so much to give
yet no one will see
the wonders, the glimmer, the passion, that will never be
it was never meant for me, I'm just a dreamer, nothing more
a dreamer with a foolish hope
waited for so long,
tired, ready to give in
it came to others, except for me—
an unfulfilled dream
days grow longer and darker
such pity- dwelling in seclusion with so much to give
yet no one will see
the wonders, the glimmer, the passion, that will never be
it was never meant for me, I'm just a dreamer, nothing more
#disappointment
#romantic
#sadness
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Elder one
Author of pain
being of the underground
nomad, lurker, great old one
ruler of madness and the unsound
darkness creeps' sinners abound
famine, pest, death - no warning signs
blackened eyes are the light that stares as you die
rotting corpses engulfs the land creating bloodied rivers of misery
the dementor controls the burning void where the dead are free to roam
wraith wanderers, dwellers of sadistic terror,
must heed the command of the knighted one,
scattered remnants of life
bound to the curse of the damned.
being of the underground
nomad, lurker, great old one
ruler of madness and the unsound
darkness creeps' sinners abound
famine, pest, death - no warning signs
blackened eyes are the light that stares as you die
rotting corpses engulfs the land creating bloodied rivers of misery
the dementor controls the burning void where the dead are free to roam
wraith wanderers, dwellers of sadistic terror,
must heed the command of the knighted one,
scattered remnants of life
bound to the curse of the damned.
#dark
#death
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