Aroen's poems and texts, edited topic
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I liked the first best myself:)
A vision shared, no blood would be shed. Long live the Red Rose
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This heart healing.
Shattered by a sharp knife of disappointment.
Leaking life, tis is is a result of a unequal love.
There is some words that never should have been said. They were said, time to heal.
Tis I tell you, is the flaw I made. A move quick , a thorn struck.
Punctured, leaking. Time will heal.
This heart healing.
Shattered by a sharp knife of disappointment.
Leaking life, tis is is a result of a unequal love.
There is some words that never should have been said. They were said, time to heal.
Tis I tell you, is the flaw I made. A move quick , a thorn struck.
Punctured, leaking. Time will heal.
A vision shared, no blood would be shed. Long live the Red Rose
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A sad poem, but I enjoy reading your works very much.
Thanks for sharing it with us!
Yours,
Thanks for sharing it with us!
Yours,
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Another poem! Made it 30 mins ago its called Time Infinite
~Time Infinite~
Thy hands held the hourglass of time.
None to count thy minutes.
Lives bloom and fade like flowers. Nights and days passes.
Shall thou wait?
Thy Angels bless you with limited time, late we cannot be.... tis a waste of our time.
Time can't be lost, it is never ending.
We cower in fear by the sight of time, cause we will not allways be.
And thus it is that time goes by
while I give it to every querulous man who claims it,
and thine altar is empty of all offerings to the last.
At the end of the day I hasten in fear lest thy gate be shut;
but I find that yet there is time.
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~Time Infinite~
Thy hands held the hourglass of time.
None to count thy minutes.
Lives bloom and fade like flowers. Nights and days passes.
Shall thou wait?
Thy Angels bless you with limited time, late we cannot be.... tis a waste of our time.
Time can't be lost, it is never ending.
We cower in fear by the sight of time, cause we will not allways be.
And thus it is that time goes by
while I give it to every querulous man who claims it,
and thine altar is empty of all offerings to the last.
At the end of the day I hasten in fear lest thy gate be shut;
but I find that yet there is time.
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A vision shared, no blood would be shed. Long live the Red Rose
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Ah, time... an interesting "thing"! A friend recently told me "We are its inventor, but still its slave" - very wise words... I even had to ask where he quoted it from!
Good job, Aroen!
I'm really happy to see some activity in the RPG-section!
Good job, Aroen!
I'm really happy to see some activity in the RPG-section!
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Excellent piece Aroen!
Chikilina
Propraetor of the Red Rose
Propraetor of the Red Rose
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I made a new text: I call it Grim Reapers ClockWatch. I forgot to share so here it is!
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Death is the end of a short road.
The Reaper looks at his watch counting your last minutes. Smiling...
You feel the cold touch of the wind so much better.
The food taste like your first meal.¨
To stand up feels like your first time winning.
Death is but one road that leads to another.
What scares you , little do you know what happens next.
Loved ones stay, you go on. Where will you end up?
Your name will be remembered, for a while...
As time runs by , you will vanish into air. This world will continue without you.
this is what scares you.
~End
Different from my other work, but i got the inspiration from fear of losing my grandparents
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Death is the end of a short road.
The Reaper looks at his watch counting your last minutes. Smiling...
You feel the cold touch of the wind so much better.
The food taste like your first meal.¨
To stand up feels like your first time winning.
Death is but one road that leads to another.
What scares you , little do you know what happens next.
Loved ones stay, you go on. Where will you end up?
Your name will be remembered, for a while...
As time runs by , you will vanish into air. This world will continue without you.
this is what scares you.
~End
Different from my other work, but i got the inspiration from fear of losing my grandparents
A vision shared, no blood would be shed. Long live the Red Rose
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as I said, I really like your 3rd verse and to the end. We got a true writer in our home, RR.
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¨Aroen wrote:I made a new text: I call it Grim Reapers ClockWatch
Dark one!
Chikilina
Propraetor of the Red Rose
Propraetor of the Red Rose