novembersrain

What lies ahead beneath thee Shall it be up to thee to choose For in self lies the answer Seek now, truth A fairied ruse A darkened night doth clear the way To deaths desperate veil, In shadows morn the welcomers, Gatherers, To be here, Silence does surround the pitied forest floor, In depth, a sacred whisper, Whom, shall, What are you far More rains, destroyed lands A thirst is left to breed, And underlaying faith, Shall take this sheltered deed

The polaroids carry remembrance memories in shadow pictured in dust hide away these treasures a vintage past fall into moments of times forgotten turn the pages of old renewed vows life in journals, written words read remember us now, as we are now dead.

quiet, these little creatures are they that stalk the night late in early dusk of the evening moon they're risen from the depths of the water, red with blood, a salted taste lingered desire fallen

The forest sings of darkened song The moonlight veils our parting The distant paths Our chosen journey Destiny's hope doth linger The vision held in requiem Mere shadows of past times Beware these strange angels Seek entree here, This world of whispered light Hidden behind the mask Her true destiny awaits

The song of the nightingale, The dark light of the forest beckoning entry, The call hypnotizing as the fae's light shimmers the floor Beauty intrigues us, all eyes linger This home, their haven, The meadow lures our wake Blissful is this shelter, Our souls doth it take

Within this journal I share my stories Words written form my soul An out for my creations My friends, you keep my secrets These dreams I've found Without my inspirations My world would come crashing down I welcome you to read, these thoughts I've lost to time In hopes it would give you, Insight to this view of mine My lyrics, written song Song from ancient tunes This melody of my life Creative passion being my joy Take with you a piece Of this mind May your journey be remembered As you step through mine

The ribbons dance in the wind A light and gentle tease, flowing long and beautiful This child, as she plays There with a purpose, a sweet innocent grace These ribbons from her mother, who loved her so dear, Those ribbons remind her of her mother, who is no longer  here

Mine is a tale of olden times, A warrior fought in a battle of rights Brave, loyal and true is he that makes the choice All is given to those with power His world shadowed with enemies Alone, he's left to cry In the darkness of the moonlight He's left torn and beaten His spirit falls to earth Good till his death Love conqures all To protect his people, was his only flaw For they are those with hatred, towards not being free Now he's left to bleed Beneath the shadows of earth he lies

My love, we left not long ago the memories of our time still linger Trapped in the emotionless photographs, the mirrors giving light to our soul It's your heart they've captured, woken gently, the midnight shadows Left is a clue of a bloody red rose within her last message, murder, she'd written

A butterfly in purest form, Wings take flight Graceful, Enchanting, you deceive The colors of a rainbow, Wrapped within your wings A tiny fae, With ears to a point Found hidden in a forest, Little nymph You are a minx Dancing with dragonflies that glow like a whisper, You seem of a story I've forgotten to remember My fee, You're my treasure An artistic creation I shall keep forever