The Yule Forest



A time of darkness & death
Nature will blow it's frigid breath
As the Mighty Oak trees shed their last leaves
While the animals burrow beneath
As the Earth Weeps

High in the endless black sky
The cold full moon shines
It's phantom rays
Through the forest of skeletons
Brittle arms shiver to the sound
of the Wolf's howl
The Guardian

A horned shadow in the trees
Gives it's watchful stare
Her wings with a silent scream as a
Doomed mouse meets it's fate

Beams of light shoot through the valley
Giving rare warmth in it's touch
The Golden ball of life has arrived
But Death holds it's icy grip
For it is his time of Rule

true friends are hard to come by...
yet when you catch them you feel like you can fly...
you trust them,
love them,
and talk of future...
you know that they will never lie...
and next to them you stand side by side...
you love them,
hug them,
and share smiles with eachother...
oh how it feels when you know your important...
that you know you have some one to comfort you...
you hold their hand,
skip down the street,
and feel no defeat...
true friends are hard to come by...
but hold them tight so away they dont fly.

One night I dreamed I was wlking along the beach with the Lord. Many scenes from my life flashed across the sky. In each scene I noticed footprints in the sand. Sometimes there where two sets of footprints, other times there were only one set of footprints. This was bothered me because I noticed that during the low periods of my life, when I was suffering from anguish, sorrow or defeat, I could see only one set of footprints. So I said to the Lord, "You promised me Lord, that if I followed you, you would walk with me always. But I have noticed that during the most trying periods of my life ther had only been one set of footprints in the sand. Why, when I needed you most, you have not been there for me?" The Lord replied, "The times when you have seen only one set of footprints in the sand, is when I carried you.


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-Maiza

His lifeless eyes look into the distant landscape of some new life.
Life that slipped away from his hands,
Joy that faded inside his weighted soul.

And I look at him with grief
Wondering why was his life so painful despite of my prayers.

Oh, I'm afraid to ask who is he talking to in this cruel loneliness
When only wind whispers a melody of sorrow...

His time has gone long ago,
But his eyes of blue ocean look toward a distant view of the unknown life...

Life he lost in so many defeats
Scourged by the waves of restlessness.

Within his eyes of blue ocean I see these scars
That will remain forever in my soul

In deadness

I will sink

Alone

With a picture of a martyr

Who lived his life as if it wasn't his,

A martyr with eyes of deep blue ocean

In which I sank...

The birds tweet
The cats stomp
The cars start to beep
The dragons romp
However, this is on the outside world
The one full of undying mischief

Pens Of Promise
They definitely mean well
They shall never send you to the awful hell
Pens Of Promise
Shall they tell you your destiny?
Mine is already planned out for me
No one knows
The glee and hope they brought me

Erica's dog has been killed
She grieved, she stood still
All I heard were the petrifying screams
While I was stuck in the endearing grief
But now that I found this pen
I write with it
I can tell chickens from hens
Painting out my life for me
It's all planned out
Don't you mortals see?

The ink they share
The lives they dare
No harm can become of you
If you follow them, only if you do
Can you become their leader?
Yes.
This can happen, but only at the rightful best
Because I have tamed these wild best
But they only serve
Me and only me.

I do recall mentioning this:
that of all the sports I have tried
running and jumping hurdles
did not sit well with me.

I simply cannot keep up with you
for your pace quickens after every hurdle
even as they get higher,
you seem to pass over with ease.

I really want to keep up but alas
I realized that you are stronger than me,
smarter than me, braver than me,
then it was made known to me: I had no chance.

I just want you to be happy
and see the smile that first captivated me
the smile you make whilst doing what you've wanted,
even if it meant leaving me behind.

Someone once said,
"Success is about moving forward"
while conquering every trial
and learning from them…

I'm happy that you're successful,
I'm happy that you're happy,
I'm happy that we've met,
and it would make me happier if you looked back.

Stuck
Alone in my prison
Tongue bitten to hold
my screams
Smile worn to conceal
my fear
Free me from
this deep abyss
Save me from
this Lunar Eclipse
Take my pale
shaking hand
Collapse my
bindings to this
petrifying land
Frantic
the walls are closing in
Heart beating slowly
so slowly
Pull me from this
cave of sorrows
Please I want to
see tomorrow
Take my pale
shaking hand
Collapse my
bindings to this
petrifying land
I can
pull at my hair
I can
claw at the ground
I can
yank on my chains
I can
cringe at the sound
of the crying souls
I don't wanna join them
I need your help
Will you take my pale shaking hand
and collapse my
bindings to this
petrifying land
-Nikki Fulfer

In science we learned about the Higgs boson,
In social studies, economics;
Math taught me trigonometry
But to me they all make more sense
Than do you

The mass of all your electrons
Does not add up to your essence –
Your smile in the summer,
Your eyes in the night,
The freckle below the corner of your left eye

And I heard once that maybe there were a billion Big Bangs
And only we survived –
I think it’s because the universe
Couldn’t bear to part with you

For as my fingers intertwine eternally with yours
And the cells of our bodies make love
I kiss that freckle and taste your matter –
The taste of infinity and rain –
And see that I don’t have to understand your composition
To love you as I do

your mood is like a thunderstorm,
it causes pain, but it seems so warm,
the destruction you cause fills your life with flaws,
it doesn't seem right for you to loose this fight,
you deserve much more after the fragile heart i tore,
the tornado is coming, preceded by the humming,
the humming of sorrow,
as you fear to face tomorrow,
your life is filled with dread,
and on the inside you are dead,
you have held the anger inside,
the tornados coming we need to hide,
your rage breaks out from under,
like the rubble of the thunder,
it carries on through the night,
this lightning keeps flashing so bright,
through the flash i see you are crying,
the second flash shows the dying,
has the world around us colasped,
or is this just a relap,
but now the storm has come to a stop,
perserverance came out on top,
you stayed alive despite the pain,
but i fear the loss out-weighted the gain.

I feel lost,
I feel so different,
I know everyone around me,
but I don't seem to know any of the faces I see,
I don't know if it's just my hallucinations or my daydreaming,
I just don't know and yet kind of don't care,
I'm different from everyone and they judge me,
I know I'm weird, strange, and crazy,
But that's one of the great things about me,
I'm different and I'll deal with that my own self,
I'm not a typical popular girl,
but I'm not a backstabber either,
I'm a special different than they say,
I'm my own self and I love to be different,
Make fun of me cause know I don't care
I'm different and I love that because I don't
wanna be the same, I don't want to go with the flow,
I'm not like that. It's okay to different and I am.

ALONE

From childhood's hour I have not been
As others were; I have not seen
As others saw; I could not bring
My passions from a common spring.
From the same source I have not taken
My sorrow; I could not awaken
My heart to joy at the same tone;
And all I loved, I loved alone.
Then- in my childhood, in the dawn
Of a most stormy life- was drawn
From every depth of good and ill
The mystery which binds me still:
From the torrent, or the fountain,
From the red cliff of the mountain,
From the sun that round me rolled
In its autumn tint of gold,
From the lightning in the sky
As it passed me flying by,
From the thunder and the storm,
And the cloud that took the form
(When the rest of Heaven was blue)
Of a demon in my view.