Ansty Poetry. (For all those who're addicted to the angst)

[nights_fang]

 
Once upon a time,
In an age of legends.
Where miracles seemed real,
And on faith alone we would depend.

On wide-spread sun-kissed grasslands,
Summer breeze against the trees,
Lakes glistening beneath starlight,
Glowing white lilies.

Men toiling in the fields,
Women toiling at home,
Children playing in the streets,
Under the bridges, arches, and domes.

In this

Comments

Hmmm *thoughtful*

[ladyassassin27]

Nice, not overly angsty, I actually understood.

Once upon a time,
In an age of legends.
Where miracles seemed real,

Wheel of Time reference I think.

Tonight cold and empty,
Amidst their graves we are now,
Naught but soldiers with bloodstained hands.
We’re no longer friend or foe,
But we are silent mourners,
Beneath this same crimson sky we stand.

My fav part for some reason.

Re: Hmmm *thoughtful*

[nights_fang]

About the first verse. Actually I never boticed it till you mentioned it. But now that I think about it, it does seem that way.

Yeah the last verse is my favourite as well.