Monarchs Glen

Thought this forum needed a post.

I have not written any poetry for quite some time, so this is an older one. However, it has a nice fantasy theme.

The Beast.

He walks with his friends, through the chasms of death.
Encompassed by flame from the Dragons breath.
With fear in their voices this bold group of ten.
Slowly but surely went into its den.

With swiftness and silence, they went on their way.
With saber and spear to where the beast lay.
But then in the echoes a foolish man spoke.
And with hatred and fury the monster awoke.

It lashed out its tail, with power and rage.
It severed the heads from the warrior and page.
Then with profound braveness a boy of small size.
Threw saber and spear between the fiends eyes.

Then an evil silence, as the beast fell.
They had been to the brink, and survived death in Hell.
And now the boy wondered, where they would roam.
In search of the portal, that leads them back home.

"Beauty slept and angels wept
For Her immortal soul
In this repose, all evil chose
To claim her for their very own"

Twisted serpent tongue un-mouthed
No truths will be spat out
We are but puppets, to be shut out
We all let in the winds of distorted sins
Under the serpents slightest whim
Brimstone, fire, foul smells of its hell
Our wills are felled under his spell
And still he looks down upon us
And in stealth he eases our minds
For our ever lasting whine
For all of mankind
And we all, stand in his line

Nice

Looks like I have two fantasy poems in my back collection.

The first fight.

A new day dawned when both suns had risen,
The armies of goodness advanced on our mission.
Through Forests of darkness the mountains were looming,
An uncertain silence all heartbeats were booming.

Then we’re surrounded
By minions of darkness,
Steel clashed with steel
Amidst chaos and carnage.

I lifted my sword and parried the blow,
I took of his head as I danced with the show.
Anything evil that got in my way
I’d sever a limb, and down they would lay.

Magicians fought Dragons
With fire and lightening,
Orcs, Trolls and Goblins
And things much more frightening

Together our party with hands to their hell,
Combined all our magics for one final spell.
The earth started rumbling the sky turned to black,
As flaming hot firewalls pushed Evil back.

As flames consumed evil the enemy fled,
Burning in terror or burning and dead.

The first battle over
The war just begun,
But deep down we all knew
There’s much worse to come.

I shudder from the thunder of my dreams
They are all
All so mean
I shy away from the things i have seen
Under my closed sleeping eyes
When i fry

I have learnt to run all so fast
To run from the ghost that haunt me
Haunts me down
Its made me lean
In their attempts to own me
I try to bloke it all away
Over and Over push it all away
But my dreams are here everyday
To infest my brain
I have gone insane

I flinch from the lighting in my face
My sleeping black mares that give me chase
My dreams always leaves a horribly bad taste
I sink from all the pain they bring
I wonder what sin i did
To deserve this wieght
My constant state