They look to the hero,for power and strength,
With his will of unending length.
I sit and ponder his dreadful fate.
For he only sees horror and hate.
Fields of pain,sorrow and grief,
Make him question his own belief.
How can two shoulders be so strong?
His deeds carried by bards in song
Yet his past is burried deep.
No longer does he dare to sleep.
Through fire, wind and rain,
he fought evil and it's reign.
Battled through the depths of hell,
Endless soldiers,he did fell.
One by one, his foes were gone,
But their spirits still live on.
In his thoughts and in his dreams,
He still hears their final screams.
One day he realized
Myself, I give to you by BigBearAlexander, literature
Literature
Myself, I give to you
Here I am,young and strong
Hoping love will come along.
On the edge, I nearly fell
A word, a simple word so kind,
a gentle soul,without a shell.
My eyes are open,I was blind!
Hold my hand and guide my soul,
my heart,you've already stole.
Your sweet words,speak only truth,
I finally found my fountain of youth.
We've met were dreams come alive,
And together we started to thrive
The sky's the limit,what a thrill!
No barriers,no rules only our will.
In perfect harmony you play your role
But no song could match your kind soul.
No word could carry my heart true,
My love,myself I give to you!
A single scream breaks sleep's grasp, an omen of the coming fight. Soon the signal sounds all too clear, the invasion force is not far from here. The soldiers quickly rush the walls determined not to falter or fall. They know the price of their defeat, the lives of all those hidden in the keep. The full moon guards the land bringing a vision none could withstand; an army large as the starlit sky, a force that they could not defy.
The mist lies low over the tattered field. As the armies face, no chance to yield, banging swords and shields alike in wait of a deadly night. The moon slowly shows her face to unveil humanity's disgrace: the bu
My soul must fly with wings of lead,
Grasping a dream,that can't be held.
The weight tests my inner will,
My faith,my heart, they want to kill.
Good men are kind,strong men have power,
My essence they all wish to devour.
Old men are wise,great men have vision,
But none could hope to grasp my lesson.
My flesh is weak,my mind can slip,
But my resolve is not meek.
Forever you may siege my keep,
Never will you make me weep.
Great walls surround my every thought,
The curse this world has forever taught.
Angels and demons, all test their strength,
A barrier that's only will length.
This fortress,you shall never fall,
Waves may come
His soul, heavy.His wings,lead,
On his knees,for he once fled.
Tears so many,drown his screams,
His proud armor bursts its seems.
The demons scream,the angels cry,
All life seems to wither and dye.
It seems darkness, can burn the light,
It seems heroes can .. give up the fight.
A storm is coming,what relief,
Perchance rain will calm our grief.
A sharp light stuns the silent night,
It reveals his deadly blight.
The shining sword he once held,
Now lays broken,his spirit quelled.
The strong shield he bare with pride,
Rusted by tears, his will denied.
Dark figures escape his cries,
Once imprisoned by his eyes.
Shapless shadows n
An eerie silence fills the air,
An old man stops to look and stare,
"Why?" he asks the broken few,
Their armors covered by cold dew.
Swords and shields once used to fight,
Now lay broken, a dreadfull sight .
Once few,now many,scared and weary.
They fell, in silence so eerie.
That horrid sound, appears again,
The sound of armor giving in.
Another falls,his will .. no longer.
Their numbers grow,silence .. stronger.
No more peace,only violence,
No more light, only darkness.
No more good will, only sadness,
No more struggle...only silence
They look to the hero,for power and strength,
With his will of unending length.
I sit and ponder his dreadful fate.
For he only sees horror and hate.
Fields of pain,sorrow and grief,
Make him question his own belief.
How can two shoulders be so strong?
His deeds carried by bards in song
Yet his past is burried deep.
No longer does he dare to sleep.
Through fire, wind and rain,
he fought evil and it's reign.
Battled through the depths of hell,
Endless soldiers,he did fell.
One by one, his foes were gone,
But their spirits still live on.
In his thoughts and in his dreams,
He still hears their final screams.
One day he realized
An eerie silence fills the air,
An old man stops to look and stare,
"Why?" he asks the broken few,
Their armors covered by cold dew.
Swords and shields once used to fight,
Now lay broken, a dreadfull sight .
Once few,now many,scared and weary.
They fell, in silence so eerie.
That horrid sound, appears again,
The sound of armor giving in.
Another falls,his will .. no longer.
Their numbers grow,silence .. stronger.
No more peace,only violence,
No more light, only darkness.
No more good will, only sadness,
No more struggle...only silence
His soul, heavy.His wings,lead,
On his knees,for he once fled.
Tears so many,drown his screams,
His proud armor bursts its seems.
The demons scream,the angels cry,
All life seems to wither and dye.
It seems darkness, can burn the light,
It seems heroes can .. give up the fight.
A storm is coming,what relief,
Perchance rain will calm our grief.
A sharp light stuns the silent night,
It reveals his deadly blight.
The shining sword he once held,
Now lays broken,his spirit quelled.
The strong shield he bare with pride,
Rusted by tears, his will denied.
Dark figures escape his cries,
Once imprisoned by his eyes.
Shapless shadows n
My soul must fly with wings of lead,
Grasping a dream,that can't be held.
The weight tests my inner will,
My faith,my heart, they want to kill.
Good men are kind,strong men have power,
My essence they all wish to devour.
Old men are wise,great men have vision,
But none could hope to grasp my lesson.
My flesh is weak,my mind can slip,
But my resolve is not meek.
Forever you may siege my keep,
Never will you make me weep.
Great walls surround my every thought,
The curse this world has forever taught.
Angels and demons, all test their strength,
A barrier that's only will length.
This fortress,you shall never fall,
Waves may come
A single scream breaks sleep's grasp, an omen of the coming fight. Soon the signal sounds all too clear, the invasion force is not far from here. The soldiers quickly rush the walls determined not to falter or fall. They know the price of their defeat, the lives of all those hidden in the keep. The full moon guards the land bringing a vision none could withstand; an army large as the starlit sky, a force that they could not defy.
The mist lies low over the tattered field. As the armies face, no chance to yield, banging swords and shields alike in wait of a deadly night. The moon slowly shows her face to unveil humanity's disgrace: the bu
Myself, I give to you by BigBearAlexander, literature
Literature
Myself, I give to you
Here I am,young and strong
Hoping love will come along.
On the edge, I nearly fell
A word, a simple word so kind,
a gentle soul,without a shell.
My eyes are open,I was blind!
Hold my hand and guide my soul,
my heart,you've already stole.
Your sweet words,speak only truth,
I finally found my fountain of youth.
We've met were dreams come alive,
And together we started to thrive
The sky's the limit,what a thrill!
No barriers,no rules only our will.
In perfect harmony you play your role
But no song could match your kind soul.
No word could carry my heart true,
My love,myself I give to you!
A single scream breaks sleep's grasp, an omen of the coming fight. Soon the signal sounds all too clear, the invasion force is not far from here. The soldiers quickly rush the walls determined not to falter or fall. They know the price of their defeat, the lives of all those hidden in the keep. The full moon guards the land bringing a vision none could withstand; an army large as the starlit sky, a force that they could not defy.
The mist lies low over the tattered field. As the armies face, no chance to yield, banging swords and shields alike in wait of a deadly night. The moon slowly shows her face to unveil humanity's disgrace: the bu
If you wondering who I am. Here's some info: I'm a 21 y/o student of the Bucharest Engineering University studying computers and automated systems. Although my field of work revolves around logic and numbers I am very interested in philosophy and psychology. I like to know the details that make a hole unit function whether that unit is a computer, the human mind and body or the universe. I try to bring reason to world that seems to defy even our best attempts at understanding. Every effect has a cause and every cause has an effect. Nothing is random, nothing is fate, every action is just one more link in the chain of events triggered in a time beyond our imagination by forces beyond our understanding. Some people say "Give up! You'll never understand everything!" but they miss my point. Mystery give life it's spice. Without mystery our lives would be an endless uneventful string of predetermined events (a thought I truly dread). I wish to understand the answer of today so I may know the question of tomorrow.
But that is how I view the world. Here is how I view life, here ... is my philosophy:
We live in a dreadful time. War and fighting seems to be breaking out everywhere. And I'm not just talking about tanks and armed forces. I'm talking about the war every person faces every day. That inner energy that seems to bring us closer and closer to the edge. In order to keep sane in such a place I must believe that every man seeks peace in their own way. A philosopher once said "A man eager for war is blind,for he never sees his true enemy.He just imagines one.When a conflict bursts from within, the enemy is revealed." I think that this quote reflects the truth about us. We don't fight our brothers because we hate them but because we hate the "man in the mirror". We refuse to face ourselves and thus we project these negative emotions on an outside force or person. Everything in this world is a delicate series of balancing acts. Since there is a balance then there must be two opposing forces, two completely opposite energies . If one should disappear so would the other one.
This view, though I didn't know at the time, is actually the Yin & Yang philosophy. Yin & Yang literally meaning "dark (or shaded) side" and "light (or sunny) side". That is why I try to give my life some degree of balance. For example: I practice Martial Arts (an art that focuses on the total control of any negative energy or aggression that is directed in our direction and the release of aggression in controlled bursts) but that only serves to control and empower my aggression therefore a counter-force was needed. That's why I started practicing Tai-Chi as well (this art focuses on controlling, calming and improving the energy flow of our bodies).
If you like philosophy, psychology, martial arts or any other subject you may think we have in common feel free to drop me a message.
Current Residence: Bucharest, Romania Favourite genre of music: rock MP3 player of choice: Zen Vision W Favourite cartoon character: Zarachi Kenpachi (Bleach) Personal Quote: I'm coming through!
Favourite Movies
The Fountain
Favourite Bands / Musical Artists
way too many to name
Favourite Writers
M.Eminescu, E.A.Poe
Favourite Games
Black & White
Favourite Gaming Platform
PC
Tools of the Trade
Anything I can use
Other Interests
Music, Philosophy,Psihology, Martial Arts, Reading and Writing Poetry.