Post by CJ on Oct 18, 2006 11:46:14 GMT -5
A bit of poetry for an English assignment. Enjoy?
The Epic of Twinside
It Begins
A warrior takes sword in hand and looks about through all the land
adventure waits at every shore, he'll conquer all and still want more
Apprehensions shelved in time, heroism spoke in rhyme
Bards will sing with jolly pride of the deeds of great Twinside
Marching through the sandy reaches, no one but his sword beseaches
time has come and time to go, come the rain or come the snow
Not a doubt or trifle glares as on he goes with noble aires
Bards will sing with jolly pride, those in darkness, fear Twinside
Not a moment does he ponder what great trials he will be offered
Not a single worry culled, the coming terrors invisible
He doesn't see this hero fail through the glory, through the veil
Bards will sing of this turned tide, the broken courage of Twinside
Starting Point
Everybody has to start somewhere
I wish this wasn't it
The nightmares shine through bright and clear
Fear a candle lit
Meek and timid, don't fall down
You don't want to be
Small and quiet, not a sound
Just want myself free
Through the darkness and the fear
A quiet sort of dream
Flames that burn but do not sear
Things not what they seem
I have reached my starting point
Reluctant and alone
but in this dreadful starting point
A hopeful glimmer shone...
Battle Cry
Monsters! Demons! No choice now
Hardly true but on you go
Slice and crush and dash through them, regardless of their forlorn ken
Fight on fight on, tear them down
One will live, it should be you
If they run then strike them down, cowards are fit for the underground.
Rightous flashes, steel through life
Go on, hero, take one more!
Plant your bloody darkened seeds to grow to tales of holy deeds
The blade now stops, eyes fly wide
Look now hero, do you see?
For all your glory, all your light, your heart is closed to whats true might
Finally ends this needless violence, suddenly as come fades to silence
Twinsides eyes are wide and sour wondering what he's done this hour
Was it needed, is it right? What glory comes from such a fight?
Doubts well up and cascade down, and the courage fails.
The warrior falls upon his knees and in the darkness, wails...
Hard Times
I thought the horror ended when that light came through the window
Guess I should have known about the secrets that it kept
Hidden coming hardship are destined to lay me low
Wish I'd seen it coming, but I'm glad I didn't know
That these hard times were coming
These hard times would rip me apart
These hard times that are coming
No escape from all these hard times weighing on my heart
I walk these halls with zombie stare, just dragging on my feet
I wonder if the time to leave is yet within my sight
I look and wish I hadn't, I can feel the blasted heat
The mountain still is high and steep, and I start to feel so beat
<Chorus>
I wonder if it's worth it
I decide it is.
If there's no other way
If this is it
I'll tread this weary path, and fight through all the times
Gotta get this past behind me for the future truly shines
And these hard times are over
These hard times have, shaken me down
But these hard times are over
And through the weary darkness, a shining sound
The Swagger
The One They Call King of the Hall
The one they call King of the Hall
See him coming with royal grace
The one they call King of the Hall
Swilling a carton of fine wine
Mind as sharp as his grace is divine
The one they call King of the Hall
Yet deep inside where no one sees
his blasted insecurities
He hopes that some day he might be…
The one they call King of the Hall.
Treasures Abound
A Wish
Journey’s End
The way of sword has lost it's edge and love now lights the way
Brave Twinside will smash his sword, retreating from it's sway
Treasure far superior to a canny killers pride
Walking on with love in hand, he'll never fight again.
Regardless of demons abound, he'll never fight again.
Heroes come and heroes go but few will find the truth
Some will find a truer light through reputation's ruse
And one such hero walks on now, regardless of the bards
Lost from sight but never light, and never seen again.
Courage lost but heart in hand and never seen again.
Time to Go
Good to have known you
really it is so
adiue adieu from
down below
up and
away
to
idle den
on we go full knowing we may
never meet again
The Epic of Twinside
It Begins
A warrior takes sword in hand and looks about through all the land
adventure waits at every shore, he'll conquer all and still want more
Apprehensions shelved in time, heroism spoke in rhyme
Bards will sing with jolly pride of the deeds of great Twinside
Marching through the sandy reaches, no one but his sword beseaches
time has come and time to go, come the rain or come the snow
Not a doubt or trifle glares as on he goes with noble aires
Bards will sing with jolly pride, those in darkness, fear Twinside
Not a moment does he ponder what great trials he will be offered
Not a single worry culled, the coming terrors invisible
He doesn't see this hero fail through the glory, through the veil
Bards will sing of this turned tide, the broken courage of Twinside
Starting Point
Everybody has to start somewhere
I wish this wasn't it
The nightmares shine through bright and clear
Fear a candle lit
Meek and timid, don't fall down
You don't want to be
Small and quiet, not a sound
Just want myself free
Through the darkness and the fear
A quiet sort of dream
Flames that burn but do not sear
Things not what they seem
I have reached my starting point
Reluctant and alone
but in this dreadful starting point
A hopeful glimmer shone...
Battle Cry
Monsters! Demons! No choice now
Hardly true but on you go
Slice and crush and dash through them, regardless of their forlorn ken
Fight on fight on, tear them down
One will live, it should be you
If they run then strike them down, cowards are fit for the underground.
Rightous flashes, steel through life
Go on, hero, take one more!
Plant your bloody darkened seeds to grow to tales of holy deeds
The blade now stops, eyes fly wide
Look now hero, do you see?
For all your glory, all your light, your heart is closed to whats true might
Finally ends this needless violence, suddenly as come fades to silence
Twinsides eyes are wide and sour wondering what he's done this hour
Was it needed, is it right? What glory comes from such a fight?
Doubts well up and cascade down, and the courage fails.
The warrior falls upon his knees and in the darkness, wails...
Hard Times
I thought the horror ended when that light came through the window
Guess I should have known about the secrets that it kept
Hidden coming hardship are destined to lay me low
Wish I'd seen it coming, but I'm glad I didn't know
That these hard times were coming
These hard times would rip me apart
These hard times that are coming
No escape from all these hard times weighing on my heart
I walk these halls with zombie stare, just dragging on my feet
I wonder if the time to leave is yet within my sight
I look and wish I hadn't, I can feel the blasted heat
The mountain still is high and steep, and I start to feel so beat
<Chorus>
I wonder if it's worth it
I decide it is.
If there's no other way
If this is it
I'll tread this weary path, and fight through all the times
Gotta get this past behind me for the future truly shines
And these hard times are over
These hard times have, shaken me down
But these hard times are over
And through the weary darkness, a shining sound
The Swagger
The One They Call King of the Hall
The one they call King of the Hall
See him coming with royal grace
The one they call King of the Hall
Swilling a carton of fine wine
Mind as sharp as his grace is divine
The one they call King of the Hall
Yet deep inside where no one sees
his blasted insecurities
He hopes that some day he might be…
The one they call King of the Hall.
Treasures Abound
A Wish
Journey’s End
The way of sword has lost it's edge and love now lights the way
Brave Twinside will smash his sword, retreating from it's sway
Treasure far superior to a canny killers pride
Walking on with love in hand, he'll never fight again.
Regardless of demons abound, he'll never fight again.
Heroes come and heroes go but few will find the truth
Some will find a truer light through reputation's ruse
And one such hero walks on now, regardless of the bards
Lost from sight but never light, and never seen again.
Courage lost but heart in hand and never seen again.
Time to Go
Good to have known you
really it is so
adiue adieu from
down below
up and
away
to
idle den
on we go full knowing we may
never meet again