Post by Damien Meadows on Jul 14, 2006 12:01:53 GMT -5
Well, here it is- the collection of my work. Stories, mainly, and a copule of poems. I'll start off with my ice-braker:
Reaper’s decision
On my horse I ride,
Holding my tool, my greatest pride
Through the field now I rush
To send you to an eternal hush
Your soul belongs to me
It will stay there for eternity
Around the forest I let my darkness wind
Every last word escapes your mind
I arrive, gloriously land on the ground
You start to cough, blood all around
Beside your bed, I stand near
In your mind, all is clear
Before your eyes, a bright picture stands
And you feel: your life now bends
One swift move will it take
Make you never again awake
But these bones are old
And they don’t do what they’re told
My tool on my back remains
I watch you in your pains
Without mercy I exist
But now I see her grabbing your wrist
And I turn my back on you and behind the hill decline
I decide to give you some more time
Not yet over is your life
Allot of love awaits you, and allot of strife
I climb my horse, the terror of one’s dreams
I ride away forever, or so it seems
Deep inside, you know
That there will be an end to the show
That your life sometime will end
And to me your soul you will send
But that time is not now
For you have to fulfill yet another vow
Of this you are certain
Once again you raise the curtain
You have energy enough to arouse
Only one, your final applause
Then, I will return
Next time I will be stern
The move will be done
And your life will be gone
Of your soul the new keeper
Will be the Grim Reaper
On my horse I ride,
Holding my tool, my greatest pride
Through the field now I rush
To send you to an eternal hush
Your soul belongs to me
It will stay there for eternity
Around the forest I let my darkness wind
Every last word escapes your mind
I arrive, gloriously land on the ground
You start to cough, blood all around
Beside your bed, I stand near
In your mind, all is clear
Before your eyes, a bright picture stands
And you feel: your life now bends
One swift move will it take
Make you never again awake
But these bones are old
And they don’t do what they’re told
My tool on my back remains
I watch you in your pains
Without mercy I exist
But now I see her grabbing your wrist
And I turn my back on you and behind the hill decline
I decide to give you some more time
Not yet over is your life
Allot of love awaits you, and allot of strife
I climb my horse, the terror of one’s dreams
I ride away forever, or so it seems
Deep inside, you know
That there will be an end to the show
That your life sometime will end
And to me your soul you will send
But that time is not now
For you have to fulfill yet another vow
Of this you are certain
Once again you raise the curtain
You have energy enough to arouse
Only one, your final applause
Then, I will return
Next time I will be stern
The move will be done
And your life will be gone
Of your soul the new keeper
Will be the Grim Reaper
