Storyteller's BalladA Poem by GalaxyGhostA story poem, a souvenir of a Storyteller.The
violent swords crossed their blades Cutting
through the heart so Painful,
so fierce I cried" Cried
blood of broken hearts. Watching
him die again unlike Reading
it all before grieves The
pain forevermore. He
waged a wager’s war through Pride
and madness of gold" That
Midas touch blesséd! When
that jealous battle came, I
told a tale of a wager’s war" A
killing machine, a war of wits All
upon his throne. The
Villain cut through his heart Along
the cliffs where heroes fell. Then
I came along to rescue my dying love Where
villains come to take a stab In
the dark. Through
his beating heart, I saw My
love come close to his foggy death, His
last breath. Before
he fell a hero’s fall, Dread
froze over, I shouted his name" Seeing
screams without a sound, Eyes
without a face, Love
without a heart. I
dashed to his side, Racing
time, racing death, reaching my warrior One
last time" I
wrapped him in my embrace Around
his heart and Pulled
him back to life! Death
nor life or its beautiful lies Can
ever tear us away. After
war comes the settling storm And
here is where I shall stay To
tell the tales of Far Away… Bringing
back my consign Of
Fairytales where nothing is real. So
do not get in my way; All
my friends jump up and run To
find the sun to warm Their
bleeding hearts and dirty bones rusting. My
fused emotions corked Into
a bottled ship With
all its tattered sails wet Themselves
in tears of the sea As
they sail somewhere Else Into
a possible, hopeful tomorrow. Off
to save my love again For
a forthcoming tale to tell Where
death gives life and life is where it ends. © 2016 GalaxyGhostAuthor's Note
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StatsAuthorGalaxyGhostUTAboutHello! I'm a student and writer. I love writing short stories of various fictional genres including mystery, suspense, fantasy, supernatural, and some poetry. Fun facts about me: -I write in jour.. more..Writing
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