Poems of Moon

[DrakeDamage]

Story

An old mare once told a story
about ache of morning dew
when they took away the passion
and hid all that they knew

have you heard the wailing
of emotions rang true
when all the desperate souls
are waiting for their due

and what about the crying
within the castle walls
don't worry about the whispers
adorning the halls

have you heard about the princess
swallowed by the keep
and if you wish to save her
you've got to venture deep

and what about her name
that only dreamers know
such memories are fickle
waking - their eternal foe

have you heard the reason why
would the little princess weep
when no one remembers
but those lulled into sleep

an old mare once told a story
that with a dream began
and if a rainbow were to come
her nightmare would be done

Journey

I got used to freezing darkness
for within its walls i found solace
born from the shell
a husk of soul
free from worry
now my fate is only an allegory

i met a kindred once upon
before i felt a rock bottom
i cracked the shell
let the light in
and like Pandora's box
dark spilled from within

in whispers came cheer
and faceless tried to praise
deft to the melody
of crumbling fate
lost was the boy
only she now remains

time passed and memory paled
decrepit painting in attic of mind
moved on the girl with pained heart
took to the shadow
stayed out of life
seeking harmony without strife

bearing a mask she took an idle path
keep them out she tried
turn a cheek
shuffle a laugh
building walls around her feeble heart
until came along a piece of art

colors dancing on canvas of life
embedded in frame of freer mind
with scars in heart and future on a split
she brought a smile
where birds failed to sing
for the queen, or the king

then gone was the muse
only void left to root
dance of one
sad a sight
resonance of hope
doused the light

bronze and petite
primrose by eye
but her heart stood like a wall
impassible and cold
last drop by the dawn
last step before the fall

dreams I've had and hopes i lost
heard from the east
felt the passion of the west
came wind from the north
with nothing of worth
south swallowed the rest