ninja-pirates

So many fall as one, Taking verbal strikes as blows to one heart from a sniper named so callously as a friend. A battle between foes and lovers alike, In a many and disjointed call to arms named passive aggressiveness. I may not know the cause to your anguish my dear, But know I would gladly hearken a memory or two of our combined struggles, As we have fought and won against the demons of your minds eye, Yet now you struggle alone. Do you fear my comfort? What have I become that you would not whisper your tempting words into my ear, Has a moment for lovers light passed the two of us by? Did I miss you in transit? In flight? Know now my

The world gains its days rest, A moment of silence as we few people breath peaceful breaths. In the pace of a slumbering heartbeat the sun stays its rays from our eyes, And what once held monsters as children, Holds a beautiful resilient slumber. May the demons and pests who seek to destroy it remain at bay, For the night grants the silence so sought in the day. For once spoke Zarathustra, That god is dead, Yet too the superman must rest his weary head

The fraying and breaking of hearts cannot be avoided, In your wake man will fall for you, But when time comes again and someone feels for you, Pray tread lightly once again. The sun keeps shining as it did yesterday, And tomorrow it will shine the same to me, But I will not welcome it as I see no joy, the grains of sand falling will count the days until I smile. The fraying and breaking of hearts will not be avoided, Human nature dictates that men will always pursue you, No matter which sun sets on the day's end, Someone will always dream of you. The curse which you hold upon your cheeks is horrid, An evil beauty that will draw p

She's always waitin' for me, to turn into someone I can't be, As if the sun could just go down, With the snap of my fingers. She'll always mean more to me, Than she could ever understand, But sometimes I could go on, Just dreaming about holding her hand. I'm always 10 steps away, I'm always 10 feet below, From what I call paradise. I love the way she smiles whens she sees me, But I can't stand it when she walks away, I know that no one can believe me, But I think I could live with her forever. I'm always 10 steps away, I'm always 10 feet below, from what I call paradise. I'm always waitin' on her, To realize who I am, As i

Weeping willows don't weep, They stand proud as their arms bend to embrace the earth, And when the fall time comes, Theirs hands grasp at the ground so willingly. Fingers dancing on the wind, Floating up mountains and through fields, Weeping willow does not weep, She is merely adventuring.

The swirling smoke from brimstone and charred rock swam around the cloaks of The Many. The Many stood patiently, waiting for The One to give his order. The One and The Many, the feared soldiers of hell, feeding on nothing, but living off of the souls that drifted through hell gates once every ten years. The One is never a Demon, while the many are demons blood and skin alike. The One is simply a man, cast to hell by accident. One who sins not, and feels not hatred. Lord Satan always finds The One, and always readies him for the hardship of leading The Many. This day The One stood high above Tyrannis Moenia, the biggest city in hell, also the

I’ll search this galaxy of mine, Held in the palm of my hand, I’ll search for you in time of night and day, I’ll search for your soul and heartbeat. - I’ll search for your love and warmth, I’ll search for your heart so kind, I’ll search for the smile that shines so bright, I’ll search for your sweet breath. - Though I may hold the galaxy in my hands, And though I may hold all that is in my mind, I cannot find you in this galaxy of mine, Where have you gone? - Where have you gone with your smile and breath, With your kind heart and warmth that I knew, With your smile that brings stars into di

Dappled rays of sunshine danced across the carpet inside Brian's apartment and as the clock struck 6, his alarm went off and brought him to the new day. Brian's smile spread as wide as a river when the sun found it's warm fingers caressing his face. Slowly the clouds in the sky left the world he knew, and when the sea of blue engulfed his day, he opened his arms wide, and tossed his cocoon of blankets and pillows into the day. The clean new pair of underwear made every accomplishment he felt worthy of memory seem whole and snug, and when his shirt fell on his broad shoulders, he remembered his lucy. Lucy was still in her own cocoon, wrapped

The endless mans weeping never taking stand, The love of his life laying cold in hand, The mans beating flesh tortured weeping sets, His mind ravaged with full hard regrets. The man has yet no care for life, Such that is never granted his wife, He'll curse death until his last day, When death himself takes the man away. Such is the bold tale of love, The scar in the sky healed by the dove, And when the day of life does cease, Sadness flows forth feeling release. The endless womans weeping cry, Her son has gone to war to die, The constant reminder of his smiling face, Tears her to and fro and all over the place. This woman lose

So bright and red, Shining gaily in the light, Smiling to yourself, Feeling peaceful in your own right. Your skin smooth in my hand, Breaking down the hard blows of the wind, Letting it wrap itself around you, Breaking my fist into a gentle palm. The heart of yours is life, While the mass of it all is sweetness, Such that breaks down into a Smile, And delights the taste buds. But I fear to break your precious skin, For beauty is only skin deep, and Though I long to taste you, I wish to hold you in my hand as well. To smell you is to find the earth, The touch you is to feel the wind, To taste you is to kiss mother nature, To