Remember by tempestjake, literature
Literature
Remember
I stand alone the stars turn to day. The scent of your perfume, clouds drift away. We have always walked the path together; I was never alone. And each night surrenders our hearts beat again. The shadows taken, and all the secrets we’ve held. We stand in darkness, countless whispers, I hear your softly spoken words. Remember. Remember me as I am. Souls surrender, as I take your hand. Remember, who we were. There's nothing left to burn. Falling silence. How life does in turn. My heart grows heavy, as the sun falls low. Wishing for a moment, watching leaves and trees sway. You stand next to me, as the darkness fades. Feeling you nearer, each breath we take. Our shadows fallen. Holding every moment as it comes. We stand in darkness, countless whispers, I hear your softly spoken words. Remember. Remember me as I am. Souls surrender, as I take your hand. Remember, who we were. There's nothing left to burn. Falling silence. How life does in turn. My eyes stay open, no
Chant of the Energy Warrior by tempestjake, literature
Literature
Chant of the Energy Warrior
When the colors fade, and the world is stark.
We seek no shade, and stand our mark.
And shadows grow tall, on a thankless world.
We outshine them all, no fears unfurled.
We march, we march, to an endless song.
Each arch, and arch, with steps so long.
We find the way, and light its path.
Through mists of gray, and endless wrath.
Our steps do fall, but never our will.
We heed the call, until time turns still.
Chant of the Energy Warrior
The Rain Will End by tempestjake, literature
Literature
The Rain Will End
It's said, in life some rain must fall. After all, rain brings life to everything in this world. Perhaps it may also bring life to others as well, but that's a question all of its own. We can not exist without rain, water, or light, we are as much of this world, as it is of us.
Just as too much sun, too much rain will have the same effect, nothing will grow. It is the existence of such balance that we find, all life finds, that allows us to flourish. Whether we move beyond what we have become, or aspire to be, there is always a balance we endeavor to attain. But there is a darker curse to our spontaneity, a purpose we forget, a lust for
Perfect Woman by tempestjake, literature
Literature
Perfect Woman
Puts her hands in mine, on a cold hard winter's day.
Rocks against me slowly, with each slow crashing wave.
Hold on tight, and closely for every 2-wheel ride.
Leans upon my shoulder for any moonlight stride.
Holds her ear to my chest, loving how my heart beats
Pulls herself in closely, between the warm soft sheets.
Blocks the sun from my eyes, just so she can see.
Loving day to day, that's the kind of woman for me.
Breathless Warriors by tempestjake, literature
Literature
Breathless Warriors
Breathless warriors
hardened from battle they find their mark.
Souls they rattle as each touch ignites a spark.
They wander each battlefield, each contour, each scar
softly they ponder, and conjure, and spar
hail the breathless warriors, shout out their names
hail the breathless warriors, scout out every flame
Even in the darkness, beside each lovers arch.
Believe in what harkens, resides their orders march.
Pounding, thrusting, spearing, in ecstasy on far.
Hounding, trusting, cheering, passion to reach a star.
Hail the breathless warriors, they'll forever hide from fame.
Hail the breathless warriors, they will never lie in shame.
Sparrows of Winter by tempestjake, literature
Literature
Sparrows of Winter
The air seemed frozen in glacial bliss their battle had ended. The combatants fell from the sky, locked in entrenching finality as they hit. But only one had arisen mightily from the ground, standing ready to continue their conflict. He resisted, breath hastened, a solitary wing stretched out, gracefully reaching out to him, slowly waving before this guardian. They knew their battle had ended. His head bowed seemingly honoring his fallen opponent. But with a startled flinch, the feathered fury drove forward, and with a swift and final attack the battle was finished to it's decisive end.
A Zen Moment by tempestjake, literature
Literature
A Zen Moment
A Zen moment~
it's Fall, not to cold, walking by the lake, stopped. There were no cars or trucks, splendid silence, the light wind blowing the freshly fallen leaves. Realizing sometimes, a moment can be as long as a day, and in that moment the day only ends when you choose it to.
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Remember by tempestjake, literature
Literature
Remember
I stand alone the stars turn to day. The scent of your perfume, clouds drift away. We have always walked the path together; I was never alone. And each night surrenders our hearts beat again. The shadows taken, and all the secrets we’ve held. We stand in darkness, countless whispers, I hear your softly spoken words. Remember. Remember me as I am. Souls surrender, as I take your hand. Remember, who we were. There's nothing left to burn. Falling silence. How life does in turn. My heart grows heavy, as the sun falls low. Wishing for a moment, watching leaves and trees sway. You stand next to me, as the darkness fades. Feeling you nearer, each breath we take. Our shadows fallen. Holding every moment as it comes. We stand in darkness, countless whispers, I hear your softly spoken words. Remember. Remember me as I am. Souls surrender, as I take your hand. Remember, who we were. There's nothing left to burn. Falling silence. How life does in turn. My eyes stay open, no
Chant of the Energy Warrior by tempestjake, literature
Literature
Chant of the Energy Warrior
When the colors fade, and the world is stark.
We seek no shade, and stand our mark.
And shadows grow tall, on a thankless world.
We outshine them all, no fears unfurled.
We march, we march, to an endless song.
Each arch, and arch, with steps so long.
We find the way, and light its path.
Through mists of gray, and endless wrath.
Our steps do fall, but never our will.
We heed the call, until time turns still.
Chant of the Energy Warrior
The Rain Will End by tempestjake, literature
Literature
The Rain Will End
It's said, in life some rain must fall. After all, rain brings life to everything in this world. Perhaps it may also bring life to others as well, but that's a question all of its own. We can not exist without rain, water, or light, we are as much of this world, as it is of us.
Just as too much sun, too much rain will have the same effect, nothing will grow. It is the existence of such balance that we find, all life finds, that allows us to flourish. Whether we move beyond what we have become, or aspire to be, there is always a balance we endeavor to attain. But there is a darker curse to our spontaneity, a purpose we forget, a lust for
Perfect Woman by tempestjake, literature
Literature
Perfect Woman
Puts her hands in mine, on a cold hard winter's day.
Rocks against me slowly, with each slow crashing wave.
Hold on tight, and closely for every 2-wheel ride.
Leans upon my shoulder for any moonlight stride.
Holds her ear to my chest, loving how my heart beats
Pulls herself in closely, between the warm soft sheets.
Blocks the sun from my eyes, just so she can see.
Loving day to day, that's the kind of woman for me.
Breathless Warriors by tempestjake, literature
Literature
Breathless Warriors
Breathless warriors
hardened from battle they find their mark.
Souls they rattle as each touch ignites a spark.
They wander each battlefield, each contour, each scar
softly they ponder, and conjure, and spar
hail the breathless warriors, shout out their names
hail the breathless warriors, scout out every flame
Even in the darkness, beside each lovers arch.
Believe in what harkens, resides their orders march.
Pounding, thrusting, spearing, in ecstasy on far.
Hounding, trusting, cheering, passion to reach a star.
Hail the breathless warriors, they'll forever hide from fame.
Hail the breathless warriors, they will never lie in shame.
Sparrows of Winter by tempestjake, literature
Literature
Sparrows of Winter
The air seemed frozen in glacial bliss their battle had ended. The combatants fell from the sky, locked in entrenching finality as they hit. But only one had arisen mightily from the ground, standing ready to continue their conflict. He resisted, breath hastened, a solitary wing stretched out, gracefully reaching out to him, slowly waving before this guardian. They knew their battle had ended. His head bowed seemingly honoring his fallen opponent. But with a startled flinch, the feathered fury drove forward, and with a swift and final attack the battle was finished to it's decisive end.
A Zen Moment by tempestjake, literature
Literature
A Zen Moment
A Zen moment~
it's Fall, not to cold, walking by the lake, stopped. There were no cars or trucks, splendid silence, the light wind blowing the freshly fallen leaves. Realizing sometimes, a moment can be as long as a day, and in that moment the day only ends when you choose it to.
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