Stormy Skies

Tuesday, July 14th, 2009 02:30 pm
geminianeyes: Cute sisters from PW as kids (Default)

Thundercrash, thunderclap
The rains rage
Tomorrow’s another day
Haze, go away

Drab, grey and colourless
Let the rain fall
Let the wind push
Safe, snug, within am I.

Thunder thunder scare me not
Rain rain come again
From this dirty world do wash away
Leave not a trace behind.

Original entry as appearing at Broken Shield and Sword.

[Poem] Cold Comforts

Tuesday, June 2nd, 2009 11:49 pm
geminianeyes: Cute sisters from PW as kids (Default)

Cold hands against a feverish skin
Blessed water upon parched lips
Air out the breeze, let it in
Let the cold refresh the room

A cube of ice on her forehead
Blessed relief for but a moment
With a deep breath, let the cold in
In the warm night, the cold is king

Rain rain, let it fall
What was once warm now turned cold
Care of a husband, cold comfort it had been
Cold balm to soothe the fevered body.

Original entry as appearing at Broken Shield and Sword.

geminianeyes: Cute sisters from PW as kids (Default)

A quiet fell
The wind sang
Leaves rustled
Clouds moved
The world was silent

Outside, a Painter’s Hand
Had coloured the skies
Purple, soft purple

Soon the thunder sounded.
The rain would begin.
And thus this writer rests
The snapshot of God’s rain.

Original entry as appearing at Broken Shield and Sword.

geminianeyes: Cute sisters from PW as kids (Default)

My attempt at really bad, clichéd and horrible lyrics inspired by the emo-sounding song that is Kalafina’s sprinter. Writing these lyrics gave me a small toothache (no joke). I had fun though! I love watching all those videos, which make sense if you watch the series but none if you don’t. :P This was fun!

Imprisoned by my own hands
I had no hope of redemption
Till your voice called me
And your hand reached out

There was no hope for me
I thought I was unreachable in this darkness
This cold, comforting isolation
Until you broke through

I grabbed your hand and didn’t let go
You brought me back into the light
The hot and bright world threatened to overwhelm me
But you said “Trust me”

I won’t go back to the prison
I’ll make my own way here
With just your words “Live”
I’ll survive

Original entry as appearing at Broken Shield and Sword.

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