a mystical creature with such beauty and poise,
silver streaks of a imaginary creation
blends with the wind of this goddess
glistening eyes reflect the rising sun
seaking and trapping glorious imagery
with the power of gods
and beauty if the universe
with its head held high
a king among the creatures of myths
a life; a world they live alone
no kurruption or harm will intervien
a peaceful meadow, and flowing streams
flowers, and waterfalls create a scene
that backgrounds to the true beauty
of these things of there own
live above us, in heavenly mists
where good is triumphant
and evil was never thought
the beauty remains and lives
with colors of the heavens

we live in the middle of above & below
you look above and thats all u need 2 kno^^
see below and shutter with fear
read below we are the above death so near

furocious beasts seek blood
black takes over the underworld
to bring death and pitty to all
where all are enemies
every beast flows the blood of evil
who all are tought and love to hate
with no sun, just black clouds
surround the sky with tremendous power
to never let see a glimps of light
littered with black swamps
& over powering flowing lava
a place of hell, and kurruption
always remaining in the dark
where fire breaths and
smoke bewilders the beasts
to a new shade of dazaster awakes
all is pale, took by death
an aroma of fear sweats from it
all is lost and forgottin hear
to see a shadow death
to underlook the undeworld
with the pain brought by hell

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THE RESTRICTED WUN HAS ROZE 2 CONQUER.....AGAIN!


I'M BACK!!!

It's a good juxtaposition, nicely written. You painted a very vivid picture. There is something missing though, like it doesn't end.

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Give away the stone. Let the oceans take and transmutate this cold and fated anchor.

Give away the stone. Let the waters kiss and transmutate these leaden grudges into gold.

yo it was very detailed

good poem

hot stuff

one love.....