Ashwings

Ashwings

Tread softly around the dreams of others, so that they may go undisturbed.

Here I once stood upon the precipice overlooking the world.

A climb demanding of every strength I could muster.
And just as my dream was to be realized.
Everything was torn from my grasp.

Falling deep into nothingness.

Left only with hate.

Thusly so I forged it.

Collected every trace visible.

Left no stone unmolested in my search.

To craft my vengeance into something truly violent

That which cannot be taken nor last beyond its purpose.

And so I will rise to the sky riding wings of burning crimson.

Lo I find you constructing your empire atop the ruins of my dream.

There will be no mercy for any who dared tread here.

Fire will consume everything you have touched.

None will be allowed a chance to escape.

Nothing will remain of your endeavor.

This will be no victory for me.

When you are again nothing.

And you stand at best beneath me.

All you are is lost to my incandescent rage.

Fires can not last eternal with nothing worthy to burn.

You and your vain dreams will never again amount to anything.

With only vengeance had, I will return to the sky with wings born of ash.

Legacies

Legacies
This is just the beggining

This is my offering
My sword and my shield
This is what stands resolute
Between myself and nothing.

This adventure is mine
I know only of my own wish
About any others I am afraid
That I can only comfirm ignorance.

In passing I stop to study
Every dent and scrape
Seasoned in travels
The story their sheild bears

And compare it with their weapon
The nicks and scores
And how much it was needed
Or has not been used.

But not to match it with mine
The past may be wonderous
But my future does not wait
I must walk my path.

And untill the last step
I will carve into my tools
A story that is my own
For you to loose yourself within.

Anthem
For those that fight


I have seen greatness fall
And mediocrity rise.
Lo and behond the world as result.

Ruin grows unchecked.
All while oasis fade away.
This is the path chosen.

Heroes put to trial.
Villians sitting upon the throne.
Unseen commons left to decline.

This is the world.
The one we endure.
It was not our choice.

Grasp your mediocrity.
Tear it limb from limb.
Rebuild it into greatness.

Find the ruins of yester.
Build it into the oasis of morrow.
Make it your path.

Rally your legion.
Conquer the decay.
Rise to be the hero.

Free the world.
One we can rejoice in.
I will see greatness rise again.

Spaces
Nothing will ever be the same again.

I feel it now as I will feel it always.
Carved upon my heart.
This place is yours.

A feeling I do not regret.
In what now seems to be another life.
But even without you.

I am reminded of my mortality.
There is no time to squander.
Still, your memory lingers here.

These dreams that will not fade.
Demanding a new future.
Betraying the cold truth.

Still collecting the pieces of a past broken.
To sculpt todays anew.
Bringing warmth into the cold.

Granting brilliance to new days.
No borders left unknown.
I know this warmth.

Even with this space empty.
It is still overflowing.
With thoughts of you.

Viridian dreams

Viridian dreams
Forever moving forward.

Viridian blooms
Colors burst to life,
Joy fills the skies.

And then as the summertide rises
Life flourishes boldly,
Song graces the land.

Fearless for the future
A promise is made,
Sealed with a scarlet kiss.

White takes flight
Bringing endless serenity,
Laying to rest a weary world.

And then once again,
                          Viridian blooms.