Very nice write.

Aww, thank you very much pkd.

Awww, thanks MisKim.

Thank you very much pkd. Sometimes though, it's not about saving ourselves but having the knowledge of when to walk away and refresh ourselves. Sometimes that which we think may be lost is just misplaced.

Well thank you (((LAMom))). The light you bring always speaks it's wisdom and care.

Another treasure we are blessed with here My friend. Thanks for sharing your heart yet again.

Compassion and care run a parallel course and I see these things within your heart and much more. (((LAMom))) Thank you so much for that heart you share with everyone.


Very true TxsGal, we must always have hope. Thanks for reading and I'm glad you liked it.

Ahh yes pkd, and in the process of tending to that garden we must not forget the forest in which we cultivate the sinews of our lives.
Thanks for reading and I'm glad you liked it.

Story of the Cursed

Just beyond the sunset,
Through the forest of pain,
There's a giant wall of rubble
Where a great battle once had raged.

Where once there stood a tower,
A mighty spire to the sky,
A great magic had been woven,
Alas it's now but dried.

This place they say is haunted,
Even now they still hear screams.
Wailing in the darkness
By a figure still unseen.

Illusions here are witnessed,
The weary dare not cross,
Fear of something dreadful
Or maybe something lost.

Monsters roam this land,
They say maybe one at least,
Looking for the innocent
On whom it may choose to feast.

They say many who have entered
Are never seen again,
Many stay away
But some stray every now and then.

Everyone has stories
I'm sure you've heard a few,
But have you really thought
That one is spoken true?

Listen to the story
Perhaps you'll see the light
And see through the dark illusions
That caused this land to die.

Once there was a gardener
Who kept a tidy crop,
He sowed his seeds of wonder
And blessed this little plot.

A wielder of great magic
To the tender plants at least,
Shared his wondrous bounty
To those who came to see.

To one he kept a treasure,
So perfect in his eyes
And shared his secret gift
With the apple of his eye.

He never had a chance
For she pierced his lowly heart,
She cursed him for a fool
And tore his world apart.

So there he built a tower
And sealed himself inside,
Vowing not to leave,
Forever here to hide.

Then again it happened
And she helped him break the wall,
Never did he know
How far that time he'd fall.

From this was born the darkness,
The great war that shook this earth
And made this wall of rubble
In a land they now called cursed.

Fadedspirit 10/30/2008

Battered Paladin

You tell me now is not the time
And it's not the perfect place.
Tell me now my dear one
Whose feet have set the pace?

Patience is a virtue
Yet waiting's such a crime,
How long shall I be patient
Till I've wasted too much time?

I've seen the carnal spirits
Devouring your heart,
Leaving you in pain
Long after they depart.

Yet there I am again
Still here to cheer your sad,
Cleaning up a mess
You really never thought you had.

It's for you my heart is breaking
It's you I wish to save
But then again I wonder
Why I'm such a mindless babe.

I know you just can't see
The promise I could give,
Yet then again you're blinded
By the way you choose to live.

You know we're not so different,
Sometimes we're both the same,
We both don't stop to realize
That we're the ones to blame.

So in honor of my love
And deepest cares so true,
I take my leave of absence
In deep respect for you.

I can only mend a heart
When one seeks to end the pain
This time I guess I've lost
And it's driven me insane.

I'll always be your knight
Garbed in battered steel,
And guard you with my caring
Till I no longer heal.

Fadedspirit 10/30/2008

Thank you LAMom from the heart. Without anyone to read, my words would fall silent and this faded spirit would cease to be.


Awww, thanks for reading pkd.

Aww, thanks LAMom.

You're very welcome AngelLight and thank you for the visit.

Awww, thanks MisKim.

Thanks Mystique.

Aww, thanks DKW.

Thanks pkd, glad you liked it.

Thanks Jimz.

Thanks HockeyChick.

Thanks 1000111010123, glad you liked it.

Awww, well thank you MisKim.

Treasures Within

There's a light
Burning in your eyes
Tonight.

A radiant glow
Sets a tone
Upon your delicate skin.

Your breath reveals
A life so fragile...
Yet worth every
Dream.

Your heartbeat is heard
Like a soft warm summer
Symphony played.

Yet it's your thoughts
That beg the curiosities
Inside me rise.

This part of you
Untouched by many,
Tell me
There's a fire deep inside.

In this rise the wonders
Of what gifts you hold inside.

Yes, I could adore you
And accept just what I see,
But then I'd be lying
To this heart
That beats inside of me.

You yearn to understand
You want to know
Just who I am.

This monster of flesh before you
Knows that appearances,
Most, come cheap.

Yet I know the treasure of beauty
That lies just beyond
Another heart's keep.

Speak to me in whispers
Please don't fear what you may see,
A treasure may reward you
From what you had once refused to see.

Fadedspirit 10/29/2008

We all have bouts of silliness bro. And putting up with all of our mistakes is what friends do as well as helping eachother out. Well said my friend.

Thanks 1000111010123, glad you liked it.

Aww, thanks Mystique.

Thanks 1000111010123.

Awww, don't cry Mystique. Where saddness dwells promise swells. Thanks.

Well done. Where many would feel the sting of cold, you greet with warmth and thought arming yourself to the adverse.

I like this one.

Many roads has this sweater adventured, yet tailored just for each of those you dare to share your care with. Simply yet complicatedly beautiful.

LAMom, you never cease to bring a smile when ya visit. I'm glad you liked it.

Thanks DKW.

Aww, thanks BonnyMiss.

Awww, thanks Mystique.
At times a heart speaks through the mind of a beholder and bears gifts to those who seek.