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Erosaf
Posts : 2014 Cash On Hand : 3216 Join date : 2010-12-31 Age : 33 Location : lurking in the head of a main character
| Subject: The Ice Queen seeks her king [open] Fri Jan 07 2011, 20:57 | |
| There are many of fire, but few of ice, Though my breed's situation is dire, we are never anything but nice. She moved with a beauty unmatched by many, hooves breaking ice over the river as she moved along its winding path. She knew that there would be others who would want to be with her, but she would not go to their homes. No they would come to hers. Who would want to challenge for her, the fae that ruled over the icy tundra lands? There was no one here whom she feared in the slightest, so would would come to try for her love? Smiling though she reached a small area and waited there, a summer snowstorm whirling around her. | |
| | | Ashley
Posts : 96 Cash On Hand : 169 Join date : 2011-01-07 Age : 26
| Subject: Re: The Ice Queen seeks her king [open] Sun Jan 23 2011, 17:52 | |
| Eyes cold and somewhat furious looking enough to scare someone off. It surprised me though considering the fact that me myself can actually be nice. A stupid thing I've gotten from my father, he was insane though. Pretty insane to drive anyone crazy these days. My mother had been a little on the crazy side but not much. Figures that my father would try and go for the insane mares. Actually most of his mares hadn't been that bad, just a little bit weird. You got used to it after awhile though, after living there for a bit. Not saying that someone would it just was likely that they would. From experience of all the mares my father brought into the herd. Furious at myself for wanting to follow in my father's footsteps. Now that I look at it If I had I most likely would have been insane like him. No luckily enough I turned more to well being normal. I'd much rather be normal than be insane, If I were to be insane I'd probably kill myself. But luckily I was not, which was a good thing. So what else happened yet? Nothing? This ill temper I have is making me mad I blow up and I don’t know why I wish for just a moment I could handle my anger right I wish for just a moment I could love you right I wish my attitude would just go away I wish my anger would stay at bay This outlook I have on life needs to change This outlook I have you needs to say the same I love you deep down inside I wish you would see That you’re the only princess for me
The anger I have deep in side Comes out when I least expect it This anger I have in me should just go away This anger I have is an annoyance This anger I have has messed my life up This anger I have is stupid Anger you have messed up my love for you Anger you have messed up my life Anger you have destroyed who I am inside and out Anger you are the devil Anger you are all that is bad This anger I have in me has made me fight A fight that was not worth it
Anger you made me hit the wrong person Anger you made me do the wrong things Anger you are the feeling that I would never miss Anger you have caused me so much sorrow Anger you have caused nothing but grief. Anger just go away Stupid poems, Why in the middle of nowhere My brain had to come up with one. And it just had to be about anger didn't it? It was like I was telling myself that I had problems. Did I have Problems? Why would I even care if I did? Maybe because it was what others would think of me? A Ugly old Grinch, I totally did not want to look at myself like that. Maybe that was how I acted though, that would really suck. Was I honestly going insane? Well I sure hoped not, that would really suck. Mares would most likely scare away from me If I was Insane. No. I definitely could not have that my life would be ruined definitely. Stubbornly I refused to let myself believe that I could act like an ugly old Grinch. Oh Well I was here in the Alaknanda River to get some mares not argue with myself over something stupid. Anger, bull anger, dragon anger Tiger anger, Strong anger of twisters,
For the one I truly and truly love,
The desert and the volcanic ash The ungiving, the unyielding
It is like, A dead pond
Murky, brackish water, It is the dwelling of A porcupine-fish, just that, It does not even swim Or tried learning the art Of swimming
It is my pain This is my pain that I painted On a piece of paper One dark line in black At the end at the rightmost tip Is the red Tip of iron-hot jagged-edge acetylene torch fire
It is aimed in my head in my heart
It is anger That is angry to itself
My thoughts lifted after thinking up another poem, stupid poems. What was that sweet fragrance? Nothing other than a mare of course, almost yelling for joy I quieted myself in time. Following her around though more like spying on her, I didn't want to scare her. But finally she noticed me and not wanting to scare her I finally revealed myself.Hopefully she wouldn't be to mad at me for spying on her. " Hello Mare I'm Sweet Revenge,Just Revenge would be fine." Smiling innocently at her I hoped she would accept me for who I am. Of course she wouldn't I thought bitterly to myself my Moods would probably be way to much for her. | |
| | | Erosaf
Posts : 2014 Cash On Hand : 3216 Join date : 2010-12-31 Age : 33 Location : lurking in the head of a main character
| Subject: Re: The Ice Queen seeks her king [open] Sun Jan 23 2011, 18:02 | |
| The Eispferd mare looked up as she heard come coming towards her. Snorting, she lifted her head up regally, showing the royal blood within her. "I am Toendra, leader of the Eispferd horses." She smiled, though knowing that she could explain her own land in a more simple way: "People never tell of ice Or the snow that glitters nice Or of the icy crunchy snow Of that most people do not know The crunch that sounds beneath your feet As your sole and ice compete When in the morning as you wake You see a single white snow flake You look out of the iced window The look out seems so very low Because the snow fell all night It has left behind its sheet of white " She chuckled though. " I once was asked concerning love versus hate Why does it seem that hate is so great? While hate is a very strong emotion too Nothing can equal love that is true
The weight of hate is very heavy to bear While it seems like love is lighter than air Accounts of hate make a big news headline While actions of love you must look hard to find
But when you consider that love is patient, kind, Envieth not, not pompous, not puffed up, not rude, Seeketh not her own, slow to anger, thinks no evil, Rejoices not in wrong doing, but rejoices in the truth, Bears all things, believes all things, hopes all things, Endures all things, and never fails*
You soon learn that the density of love is so much, Although the scales be heaped with a great volume of hate It's catapulted by a mere measure of love's touch, Love strengthens the bearer so one feels not its weight." | |
| | | Ashley
Posts : 96 Cash On Hand : 169 Join date : 2011-01-07 Age : 26
| Subject: Re: The Ice Queen seeks her king [open] Mon Jan 24 2011, 15:51 | |
| He glanced at the mare smiling before listening to her poem quietly. A beautiful poem He thought smiling to himself, a mare like this deserved to be noticed. Not noticed by him though a stallion not worthy of this mare's presence surely. He wanted to be but he knew he was not capable of it. The mare deserved someone better, way better than him. He was considered a forcer trying to rebel from what he was. He felt bad every time after he had done his dirty deed. He smiled her land seemed nice He felt the need to see the area she talked about. To be her king, it didn't seem right thinking this right after having just met her. " That land seems nice Toendra, I fear I might have brought bad luck to you though. I'm a stallion who can not control his lust, no matter how much times I tried to stop I failed." | |
| | | Erosaf
Posts : 2014 Cash On Hand : 3216 Join date : 2010-12-31 Age : 33 Location : lurking in the head of a main character
| Subject: Re: The Ice Queen seeks her king [open] Mon Jan 24 2011, 16:02 | |
| "I'm not that easy to worry there. No one gets away with all that much when I'm around. I'm sure I can help you to change. You might consider yourself to be bad luck for me, but not many really are."She chuckled, tossing her head. "i doubt you could outwit one of the few gifted witht he power of ice," she added. "Personality sits on a bed of our ego's own making. Bad mannered or good, we should gently remind. Our personality feeds on our love inspired words. Character comes from out of our initial emptiness.
Personally speaking is not generally understood. Unless you live from the godliness of oneness. The mask of personal feelings displays itself, in unrealness of creative imagination, still dead.
Unless we match our dispatch with our soul's, dispositionary inheritance of love from God. We live personally dead, with a false personality. Personality comes alive by diving into ourselves.
Our personality is shaped by our living a full life. We die when we find out who we really are not. Our personality opens the doors to receive life. It is our heart of love that must hold them open.
Personality is born from out of our deeper pain. Character & disposition shaped from God's love. Stop looking for a personality to adopt as yours. Inner perfection of personality is then regained." | |
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