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~~~~~~The Poems Of Ra Tzar~~~~~~~~
Ra Tzar walked upon the sandy beaches of New Ceardia thinking of his beloved fiance Loretta. With him was his Book and Quill to write his poems of love down for the world to read. As the words of love came to mind he imediatly sat down and began to write. This is what came to the page.
~~~ As snow falls with a silent shake, Strands of hair fall down her face ~~~
Pushed aside by the hands of mine, Eyes Blurred by love for this is his night
~~~ I knelt down yet looking up, said marry me love for this is luck ~~~
She nodded yes and I stood up, holding her hands which I gently touched
~~~ And upon her lips I laid a kiss, From heaven did the Seraphim's cry ~~~
"A love like this shall never perish" And over the sea the fireworks sang a bright and quiet lullaby.
Ra Tzar awoke from his dream seeing his beloved by his side he arose and stumbled to his table where his book and quill are. Clutching his items he continued across the hall to the balcony where a cup half empty of ale sat perked on the edge of the railing. Leaning against the wall he held open the book and started to write. This is what came to the page.
~~~ Dear Loretta i love thy and i cannot say ~~~
For you have touched my heart in a all new way
~~~ Breath to breath like dragons fire ~~~
My heart beats for you yet skips a mile
~~~ I dropped my blade to not risk my life ~~~
I held my bow to keep safe your light
~~~ I built this home to force away the night ~~~
For what it holds we may never know
~~~ But as long as your here, i do not wish to go ~~~
Ra Tzar walks through the cemetery paying his dues to fallen men and women. Book and Quill by his side he writes down some of the names of people maybe to find there families and give them his condolences. He quickly has a thought of a poem and leans against a rock. This is what came to the page.
~~~ A cold knife runs ~~~
Through the Shrieking night
~~~Which winters grasp is sure to hold tight~~~
Past the creek, left behind
~~~A dead mans mass is surely nigh~~~
Covered in black yet lays here still
~~~The bells shall ring from morning till~~~
All along the blood does weep
~~~Past the creek~~~
this man now sleeps
Ra Tzar walks along a gravel path thinking of his beloved and how he cannot wait to see her. He carries on him his "Little Red Book" and Quill, While strolling along his mind goes to a place of how he cannot see his beloved at this moment. He then leans against a tree holding his book and quill. This is what came to the page.
~~~What shall i do~~~
Being existent, but far from you
~~~I'd walk the distance~~~
I'd run for miles
~~~I'd light the tunnel~~~
And share the smile
~~~The sun can't rise~~~
Unless your seen
~~~The moon won't shine~~~
Untill we meet
Ra Tzar walked upon the sandy beaches of New Ceardia thinking of his beloved fiance Loretta. With him was his Book and Quill to write his poems of love down for the world to read. As the words of love came to mind he imediatly sat down and began to write. This is what came to the page.
~~~ As snow falls with a silent shake, Strands of hair fall down her face ~~~
Pushed aside by the hands of mine, Eyes Blurred by love for this is his night
~~~ I knelt down yet looking up, said marry me love for this is luck ~~~
She nodded yes and I stood up, holding her hands which I gently touched
~~~ And upon her lips I laid a kiss, From heaven did the Seraphim's cry ~~~
"A love like this shall never perish" And over the sea the fireworks sang a bright and quiet lullaby.
Ra Tzar awoke from his dream seeing his beloved by his side he arose and stumbled to his table where his book and quill are. Clutching his items he continued across the hall to the balcony where a cup half empty of ale sat perked on the edge of the railing. Leaning against the wall he held open the book and started to write. This is what came to the page.
~~~ Dear Loretta i love thy and i cannot say ~~~
For you have touched my heart in a all new way
~~~ Breath to breath like dragons fire ~~~
My heart beats for you yet skips a mile
~~~ I dropped my blade to not risk my life ~~~
I held my bow to keep safe your light
~~~ I built this home to force away the night ~~~
For what it holds we may never know
~~~ But as long as your here, i do not wish to go ~~~
Ra Tzar walks through the cemetery paying his dues to fallen men and women. Book and Quill by his side he writes down some of the names of people maybe to find there families and give them his condolences. He quickly has a thought of a poem and leans against a rock. This is what came to the page.
~~~ A cold knife runs ~~~
Through the Shrieking night
~~~Which winters grasp is sure to hold tight~~~
Past the creek, left behind
~~~A dead mans mass is surely nigh~~~
Covered in black yet lays here still
~~~The bells shall ring from morning till~~~
All along the blood does weep
~~~Past the creek~~~
this man now sleeps
Ra Tzar walks along a gravel path thinking of his beloved and how he cannot wait to see her. He carries on him his "Little Red Book" and Quill, While strolling along his mind goes to a place of how he cannot see his beloved at this moment. He then leans against a tree holding his book and quill. This is what came to the page.
~~~What shall i do~~~
Being existent, but far from you
~~~I'd walk the distance~~~
I'd run for miles
~~~I'd light the tunnel~~~
And share the smile
~~~The sun can't rise~~~
Unless your seen
~~~The moon won't shine~~~
Untill we meet
