Poet of the North

[Frostburn]

Don't say those things to her,
they are only my right.
Once you are dead I will have her,
for her I'm ready to even fight.

What makes you so much better?
You sad ugly fresia.
Just give me five minutes with you,
and I will crush you like a bug.

I will cut your lieing tongue,
I will pull out your every organ.
Your screams will be my delight,
my only salvation.

They say I'm calm,
but I am a deadly storm.
My winds will shred you,
to tiny little pieces.

When you cry in pain,
I can only laugh.
When I get my hands on you,
not a moment of peace you will have.

Oh I'm sorry,
was that your spine?
What are you going to do,
run off home and cry?

Every bone from your body,
I will gleefully crack.
You can try to beg for mercy,
but my heart has already turned black.

 

[Dark_Poet]

Beautifully dark and filled with emotion. Keep writing Frost. (bow)

 

[Frostburn]

Why are you still here?
I thought I told you to leave.
Begone!
I don't want to see you ever again!
Stop entering in my every thought!
Don't ever again appear in my dreams!

Why do you keep coming back..

I fell for you,
I'm sorry.
I was a fool,
to think I could catch,
an angel like you.

Now for my mistake,
I have to pay,
a far too heavy price.

Once again I just wish,
that I could cover myself,
in deep cold ice.

How many times you want me,
to call your name in vain?
When will you become just a memory?
When will I forget all this pain?

Why are you already leaving?
I don't ever want to let you go.
Please stay!
You are the only thing my eyes wish to see.
I worry about you in my every thought.
Every night I dream about being with you.

Why do you keep me waiting..

 

[Frostburn]

The expression of your face,
was a sight to see.
Never you thought I'd actually come,
that I'd hear your silent plea.

I traveled far and wide,
just to brighten your day.
But it was your heaven's light,
that illumnated me.

Inside me still,
resides a glimpse of a dying hope.
A fool's wish of a feeling returned,
dreaming of the day when we elope.

May that beautiful memory,
never from my mind efface.
When after so long days I could hold you,
in this most sacred place.

 

[hopsfox]

I thank you who manages to weave an Edda. The thread so dark and strong my heart trembles, can one say Poesque?

 

[Frostburn]

Calm down,
it's almost time.
Just three words and it's over,
maybe I'll have another glass of wine.

On my shoulder,
you calmly rest your head.
I try to ask if you're tired,
but you claim you have no need for a bed.

I still don't understand,
why you were so loving towards me.
So many questions left untouched,
but now is time to set you free.

All those moments we shared,
rush back to my mind.
And my heart reveals a brand new crack,
every time it beats.

The moment is like water,
cold, dark and deep.
Now or never,
do your fateful leap.

Fear chains me down,
it makes me stutter.
Words are being so heavy,
but finally I manage to utter..

I love you.
But now you need to set me free.

 

[Frostburn]

Oh cake, my cake, please be good.
Be delicious and moist,
covered with dark chocolate hood.

Oh cake, my cake, don't be bad.
Don't be sour or burned,
my guests would be so very sad.

 

[Frostburn]

One day we can be so full of passion,
that we could rejoice with singing.
And on others we carry a different tune,
one that is lonely and somber.

We seek one another,
to wipe away our tears,
to hold us when we cannot stand,
to ward off the cold that makes the wine taste bitter.

But what then,
when we have none?
To bring the colors to nature's blooming glory,
to make the summer's rain fall,
to make us hear our own joyous laughter.

We become an rugged island,
faraway from a friendly shore.

But may no island be without a lighthouse,
for their light is always needed.
If a wandering ship,
wants to seek refuge,
from our shores.