I am posting another new poem here for you to enjoy! Make sure to let me know what you all think. And make sure you go read Red Dragon's Breath too if you have not read it yet :)
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Ludwig
This is the end
Century of fools
Of deception
Who would want to live in such a world?
This destiny I have not chosen
Yet I must defend it with my life
Cursed by a blood that has driven them all mad
Heir of Death, I am damned
Damned, yet divine
Purity exists only in a mind like mine
So they say
This dirty world I was born in
Has nothing more in store for me
Oh so beautiful is the world of fantasy the genius has
created
I would give all of my wealth to live in such a beauty
Oh Lohengrin, take me to Walhalla, I must go
Such a world, this damned blood, ‘tis not for me
They call me mad but they are all fools
For I for one have seen the true beauty of the universe
It is hidden yet it is here, in the world of the mind
Brynhildr, come with your walkyries, purify this world
with the fires of Walhalla
This vicious world can only be cleansed through your
rage and destruction
Lohengrin, knight of my dreams, you have shown me
beauty
And love, you are my Dream, my salvation, yet you are
not
You are unreal, you are beautiful, yet the shadow of
madness
An angel came when all hope was lost
To save me from the clutches of folly, with bright
blue eyes
I can dive in
I am so scared; scared of Love
An anchor to the world of reality
Proved me that all this time I was wrong; the real can
be beautiful
Yet I am so scared; scared to lose it all
With your white wings you bring me back to life
Like an angel
Yet the spectre of Lohengrin lurks in the shadow
The spectre of madness
So easy it would be to surrender to him
Take me away
Forever I want to leave this ugly world
For yours
Take me away knight of my dreams
That is what I used to think
But you showed me beauty could exist in this world
I am ready
For you to save me
Save me
A kiss to take me back to life
The real
Chasing away the ghost of madness
Forever
I am rewriting my own ending
History
I will fight and survive
For you
Are worth living for
We can make our own Walhalla
Bathed in moonlight the world is beautiful
We will make night our kingdom
And in these mountains so high
We shall get closer to the world above
You and I, ‘til we meet our ends
No one can stop us
Not even my own self
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Picture : Anon, Neuschwanstein Castle, 1900. Photocrom print.
(c) Copyright : Hope Alexander aka David Giroux for the text.
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