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| Posted by: Viv_18_AKA_Amelia - on Tuesday, November 24, 2009 - 11:40 PM |
This peom has an ode like feel to it, more to the female beings in the realm of Druidawn. We are the valkieies of this era, strong, depantent, but still loyal, beatiful, and smart. Give me your opion, and I'll happy read it.
She is
By Psyche
She is
The inspiration
Of our
Laughing lord.
She is
The ever changing
Color
In a realm
Of hills
And gassy greens.
She is
A lady
A wild flower.
She is
She who
Rules
Along side
Her man.
She is
The
Fairness
Of them
All
Hidden away
Deep
Within the
Sunlit halls
In a shifting palace
Of themes.
Bathing in water
Too her feet
And
Being loved
With every beat
From his heart
Came her wisdom.
Learning from her
And being a king
In their castle
Of dreams.
Day by day
Night by night
They will never
Try to fight
Learning as they
Go
Never knowing
Of a thing’s sane
Written on the plain.
She is
The truth
Hidden in a lie
In her colorful
Patterns of
Shapes and shades.
Lying there
Underneath
The unworthy
Realm’s eye.
She is
The lady
Of ladies
The keeper of times
Gone by.
She is she
Who wonders
Why?
She is
Who she wishes
To be
The lady
Of Psychonia.
She is
The lady
Of everlasting smiles,
And dreams.
She is
The lady
Of insanely.
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