Submissions by LocketShoru (Lutey)
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
9th Dec 2015 5:26am
9th Dec 2015 5:26am
Dragonsleep
When dusk gets difficult
And the dawn brings peace
Then sing the night to sleep
When they say they'll help,
But you know it's a lie
Then it's okay to cry.
Things can get hard,
Life seems gray,
Then let the dragon rule.
When the dusk is gone,
And the dawn is near,
Then let the dragon sleep.
Life goes on,
The world brings peace
So sing the night to sleep.
And the dawn brings peace
Then sing the night to sleep
When they say they'll help,
But you know it's a lie
Then it's okay to cry.
Things can get hard,
Life seems gray,
Then let the dragon rule.
When the dusk is gone,
And the dawn is near,
Then let the dragon sleep.
Life goes on,
The world brings peace
So sing the night to sleep.
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STORY POEM
Published
4th Dec 2015 6:47am
4th Dec 2015 6:47am
The Seven Skies of Lore
Pristine halls and hearts of gold
Here is the place where stories are told.
A wonderful tale of the SkyGuard's might
In flight and sky and for all that's right!
Begin with us now, so the pirates say
And yet they know they'll rue this day
Decades ago, we formed under command
To rescue and save, that's our plan
Hundreds of Captains, some to name
'Tis no matter, the story's the same
In our halls and ships aboard
Glory and fame, only two of our rewards
Welcome home, ye sailors of the sky,
For decades and long, we'll always fly.
Here is the place where stories are told.
A wonderful tale of the SkyGuard's might
In flight and sky and for all that's right!
Begin with us now, so the pirates say
And yet they know they'll rue this day
Decades ago, we formed under command
To rescue and save, that's our plan
Hundreds of Captains, some to name
'Tis no matter, the story's the same
In our halls and ships aboard
Glory and fame, only two of our rewards
Welcome home, ye sailors of the sky,
For decades and long, we'll always fly.
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SELF POEM
Published
17th Nov 2015 5:39am
17th Nov 2015 5:39am
Vanilla Candle
There is nothing sweeter in this world than your lips.
So I said; a year ago.
Without thinking, tonight I said to myself,
There is nothing sweeter in this world than the scent of this candle.
I paused, and I questioned it.
The candle smelled of vanilla ice cream.
I wasn't allowed to burn it in the first place.
Intrusive thoughts, so they say.
But it makes sense to me.
You always did wear that vanilla perfume.
So I said; a year ago.
Without thinking, tonight I said to myself,
There is nothing sweeter in this world than the scent of this candle.
I paused, and I questioned it.
The candle smelled of vanilla ice cream.
I wasn't allowed to burn it in the first place.
Intrusive thoughts, so they say.
But it makes sense to me.
You always did wear that vanilla perfume.
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STORY POEM
Published
29th Sep 2015 6:12am
29th Sep 2015 6:12am
Depend on Me
Your voice carries through the gale
But even so; it sounds so frail
"A raven can't fly with wings of glass"
So why do you make decisions so rash?
These past few years haven't been nice
Even though we've met naught but twice
The skies are violet, they once were blue
Please don't tell me this is you, fair and true.
You were blinded by rage and sorrow
And now you won't live to see tomorrow
If you had worn goggles, maybe you'd've seen clearly
But I didn't hold your life so dearly
Now you're gone, and I'm alone
What would...
But even so; it sounds so frail
"A raven can't fly with wings of glass"
So why do you make decisions so rash?
These past few years haven't been nice
Even though we've met naught but twice
The skies are violet, they once were blue
Please don't tell me this is you, fair and true.
You were blinded by rage and sorrow
And now you won't live to see tomorrow
If you had worn goggles, maybe you'd've seen clearly
But I didn't hold your life so dearly
Now you're gone, and I'm alone
What would...
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SELF POEM
Published
29th Sep 2015 6:11am
29th Sep 2015 6:11am
shadow serenade
because who knew that the light was so cold
because who knew that even the void doesn’t listen
sometimes all you have to do is sit alone
and you know that nobody will come and sit with you
suicide’s an answer. it’s not the time for that path.
so all you do is sit alone and ask yourself why
but you know that the forests are quiet, the world is with you
the shadows hide from the cold light, but they’re just as unknown as you
perhaps that’s where home is
even if you’ve never felt at home
even if it’s never felt right
maybe the shadows will...
because who knew that even the void doesn’t listen
sometimes all you have to do is sit alone
and you know that nobody will come and sit with you
suicide’s an answer. it’s not the time for that path.
so all you do is sit alone and ask yourself why
but you know that the forests are quiet, the world is with you
the shadows hide from the cold light, but they’re just as unknown as you
perhaps that’s where home is
even if you’ve never felt at home
even if it’s never felt right
maybe the shadows will...
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