So it was Ulric, the Heathen King who rode on a black warhorse.
The ten thousand men he led, all giants from the north..

Savages who lived for the kill, raid and plunder.
Such was their cruelty , that they spread a reign of fear.

Undefeated in many battles, they became so arrogant
that they thought they were invincible after many seasons,

Yet the worst was their king who claimed to be God,
demanding to be worshipped when he was a mortal lord..

It was once a garden of innocence,
full of love, hopes and colourful dreams.
Then the raiders came with a vengeance
trampling on its virgin soil marking grim

They looted its treasures out of greed
and set them on fire in vengeful hatred.
As the young man wept while his heart bled.
His soul, no longer a free bird.

From the pain of yesterday, a promise was made
to never again be gullible and weak.

Staring at the clock on the wall,
time stretched to an eternity.
I tapped my feet against the floor
until another's stare stopped me.
A quick apology ignored,
I looked away,still assaulted
by my own anxiety.

As I sat there, my mind drifted
to the owed bills and rental fees,
to a sickly mother in need.
I cast aside my own self-doubts
and I told myself, "This is it."
I needed this job so badly
for me and my family

As he faced the frozen-land
he shivered in his shoes
Then he went forth, with icy hands
his toes were turning blue

Lost in the snow, turned back around
bearings wiped away
He didn't know, how to be found
he didn't know to stay

Snow-blind, frozen lips and chin
He stumbled on the lake
Some kind of sense , that he tuned in
he knew his life at stake!

Now he travels straight and true
toward salvation, and a fire
Straight ahead was all he knew
to the Frost King's funeral pyre

I gave her my heart but she chose to be blind
so I wondered to myself if I've misread the signs
I asked for a chance, my request was denied
I won't prolong this dance, I won't give up my pride

In the silence, I called out her name,
knowing without her, Life won't be the same
but she turned away from me without a care
and left my wounded dignity, stripped bare

Haunted by memories of yesterday,
I closed my eyes and started to pray,
to find the strength and courage,
to take a bow and leave the stage

I walked as if dreaming,
feet swallowed in Autumn colours.
Dust rising as leaves all around,
colours crowded my mind
Beauty beyond my scope
my vision impeded

Reeling senses sought me,
silent words now thoughts.
Amazing spaces drawing my will,
eyes extending as a birthday child
Drinking this in with sighs,
my memory failed me once more

Where am I??

Ridges of black walls,
try to confine me.
A landscape flows,
a rainbow rises.
Like falling leaves,
their quiet symphony

I took a breath and found my tragedies
littered in my life like incomplete dreams
and I gathered them, placed them together
that they might commiserate their failures
and take heart that all for which they'd striven
had come to naught; had disintegrated
into a web of dry disappointment
and served no purpose and brought no comfort
and inspired no joy or wrought happiness
in any life that they had touched or seen.
And I found my tears of discouragement,
my angst, my pity, and malevolent

An airplane lost from sight,
where did it go,no one knows...
Through the passing time
speculations grow

Its passengers getting restless
as two hijackers give orders.
Feeling terrified and helpless,
they can only think the worst

A child among them is trembling
her father's head bleeding.
A corpse lying by her side,
telling her that safety is a lie

But even the villains are clueless
to where the plane is heading
and the pilot is troubled
when he lost his bearings

A world of information,
created by technology,
holding tons of data,
both shared and kept in privacy

Some will benefit us
some will corrupt the mind
some may provoke us
some will change our lives

Here a variety of games
can be easily chosen
to chase away boredom
but too much time spent
can cause addiction

Here friendship blooms
between strangers,
defying the great distance
as they reach out
to each other

She'll walk in treating yesterday
as if 'twas yet to come,
and the past is due to something she just said;

then, turn around and giggle
for she knows what happens next,
so forgetting 'bout the future's best, instead.

In your eyes she'll spy a topic
that no-one else has seen,
as it happens it's profound and so obscure;

she'll then question how it was we came
to merely sit around,
and speak of things she barely can endure.