Welcome to my other page. This is one where I will put things such as serious thoughts.....tips as well as some of my poetry that I have come up with. So just bear with me and hang on for the ride. There are alot of things in this world that I have yet to understand. Some of those will be asked here. If you have an answer or feedback, just e-mail me on my other page. Now on with the show as well as this life's journeys:
I...look around this world...these minds..the internet..and I have wondered many things....If you are to be a perfect warrior...what will it cost you? The first thing it would do is rob you of your life. Life as in parents...friends..loved ones. The path of a warrior has no need of these things..do they? The journey of a warrior..is for one alone..you and know one else....forget your past..you seek only the future... Look around you...the knights of old are dead...only those who are the surviviors are left. They are not warriors...but mindless slaves to their desires. That is another thing you will have to loose. You desires of the flesh.. Sex..sexual fantasies..they have no place in this journey..lust and desire are just emotions...your mind must be pure...for that is the path...not of the flesh but of the spirit...do so to your self and find damnation... FOR you life is of the light...not of the darkness....the warrior must live by the old code.... For the demons reign of the Darkchildes...and they are your enemy...listen to your heart..your spirit...these will guide you through this world
These poems are my own...these were written at differ times of my life...please do not copy them...they are my own...and I wish to keep it that way. They are from the book I have been writing for a while now called THE RAVINGS OF A DEADMAN:Light and Dark. This is a collection of lessons I have learned..stories..poems I have written...Keep coming back..for more will be said through the wind of hope.

The Ravings of a Dead Man

Anticipation

It keeps me here
on this plane
Waiting for the
love I
need.
Loving her is
a torture I love
so much
And this anticipation
keeps me within this
hell's mind
And when I die
I shall still be here
Waiting

Love By CandleLight

I lay in my bed
listening to the music in my head
whilest my love is away
The candles I have lit burn
to show my love for her
The candles dance softly
me.
They show my love and I dance
among the thousand lights
as I lay her down among
them.
They show me her hair as
it falls about me her love swallowing
my love and I both. as my love carries
her on high above it all.
I bend to kiss her lips
as our bodies and souls
become one
And gently a wind blows out
the candles and I am left in my
dark grave once more.

I WALK THIS ROAD OF BONES ALONE

My feet pound the white as I see
a fool smiling in the sun.
His eyes hollow now as his
brain cooked in the sun.
I close my eyes and listen
to the whispers of the dead
the songs they sing
bring tears to my heart
I feel the cold wind blow
upon my skin, as death's
eternal night closes upon
the light.
yet I walk on
. I see the rivers of blood
and bathe there.
As I pick up a sword
and continue on my way.

For the love of an Angel

An angel loves me this
I know, for she shows me emotions
never seen before.
She takes me in her arms
as our love swallows us in
a womb of light
I would do anything for this angel
she knows all to well
the hell she brought me out of
I hold her close to my heart not
letting go, as she cuddles
close to my love.
Hell and evil no longer affect
us for my love for her outshines
and shadows that they have to
offer.

LOVER, lover

Calling you love
where are you hiding?
your womb?
in my mind?
My heart has fallen and I will not
pick it up for the wind of tears
has taken you away
. Lover, lover, calling you
I am bleeding tears, can you save me
from myself, forever.
Where are you,
crying in the shadows,
with my demons.?
Lover, lover I am calling
you........

Blood tears, Light's Sword

I sit within these walls
kindred to the rage without
I cry upon my body as
it lays on the ground.
Tears of blood trace my face
as I look into the light
I see an angels sword
laid upon my face.
The heavens have given
me a present most great
I am now a spirit of vengence
not the one of hate.
More Poems
TO THE DREAMS OF A WARRIOR
TO THE LIGHT
TO THE DARKNESS
THE MAN, THE LEGEND, THE WARRIOR
THE BLOOD OF A WARRIOR
THE HEART OF A WARRIOR
THE ROCKING CHAIR
THE OLD MAN ON THE MOUNTAIN
The Heritage of the Warrior
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