Daily Archives: October 12, 2016

Beware the desert

The deserts are for the wretched, the fading and the numb

The deserts are for hiding if you are lowlife scum

The deserts they will make you parched

The deserts they will kill

The deserts are not friendly

And they never ever will

The deserts are for the lonely

The deserts are for the damned

The deserts are not for sheep

And the deserts are not for lambs

The desert is and always be

A place to test your mortality

A place to die

A place to cease

A place for hindrance

And decrease

Do not go there

Not alone

Not with someone

It’s dry as bone

The desert is quite empty

Of that you can be assured

The desert is a death trap

Your death will be procured

But if you insist

Then goodbye my friend

Into the sandy depths you’ll lie

For I am done convincing you

Goodbye, goodbye, goodbye

 

 

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The Watchers of the forbidden world

copyright Tina Cousins FantasyFed 2016

copyright Tina Cousins FantasyFed 2016

 

The cloud rises, twists and twirls around the forbidden mortal world
Hues of blue and grey and white forbids the passage to their sight
Unseen we are the hidden ones, forbidden to enter, forbidden to come
No one knows we are here, their cries of sadness we often hear
Forbidden to answer their prayers and cries
Forbidden to help them, unless they die
We cannot go to take their pain, we can only watch and hear in vain
We cannot cross through their gate

We can only watch their terrible fate
We are the gods they pray will come
But it’s not our world, it is not our sun
We cannot control what goes on there
Only guide them to the heavenly stair
We are forbidden to touch and be, where the mortals live and breath
We are the watchers of their endless plight
The protectors of eternal light
We are your warriors we are your knights
We tuck you into dreamtime at night
We are not evil, we are not cruel
It is not our place to rule mortals
We aren’t heartless, we aren’t depraved
We are there and ready to save
You are mortals and we are not
We are the ones that you’ve forgot
We are tender and we are true
And we’ll always be there for you
But we cannot enter through the mortal gate
We can only watch your fate
And lend a hand to the path of death
At the time of your last breath
So carefully we will take your hand
And take you to our immortal lands
Where life has set you free to be
Another watcher like me

 

 

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