The rain...
Those times when i actually feel at peace. those times when i feel the patter of the rain against my scales. most others prefer to stay inside. i prefer to go out and live in the cold. the rain... the rain is peaceful...
A Moment Of Beauty.
The crystal blue spans as far as the eye can see from one horizon to the other. No clouds. No creatures. Wind washes over scales like water cascading over rocks hidden beneath its glassy sheen. Black the color of the darkest onyx lazily peers across...
Storm of Heart and Spring
I watch the rain fall down heavy as it beats heavily against my fur looking deep into the show of light that nature displays so proudly. I can hear the mighty voice of the clouds rumbling throughout the land as I lay there in a bed of flowers enjoying...
Worlds Of Chaos. Poem.
A world filled with many greeds and hates. A world filled with many weeds and states. We dont need wars, we dont need boreders. What I hate the most is taking orders. We keep wanting more, so we fight. But I cant stand war, cant you see its not...
A Clash of War and Peace
In a time everlasting, there was a noble who sought an age of peace with his rapier, 'tolerance.' this man held a grandiose ideal of a world where he would never have to draw his rapier.
Welcoming Skies
A soft wind blows through the hills, taking the dainty little fluffs from the dandelions on a weightless journey. Down through the fields they dance till they reach the den of a sleeping Coyote named Tannis. Gently the dancing seeds tickle the tips of...
Castle In The Sky. Poem.
Up on the caste, in the sky. A place made, for you and I. A kingdom free, from any lies. A world be seen, for eager eyes. Drawn beyond the lines of reason. A blue world, set for relaxation. The perfect weather, for every season. Never did this...
A poets peace.
.^ a voice from the dark called out, 'the poets must give us imagination of peace, to oust the intense, familiar imagination of disaster. peace, not only the absence of war.'
The Last Breeze: Poem
The flower of the peaceful earth grow, let it show the love is there, only hidden within the mist of dreams and hearts of those who understand its wonders the moon begins to descend away from the blooming flowers of love, let their bloom show the peace within
Live life.
If you can keep your head when all about you Are losing theirs and blaming it on you; If you can trust yourself when all man-kind doubts you, But make allowance for their doubting too: If you can wait and not be tired by waiting, Or, being lied...
Poem: The message of an Otherkin to the World
I want some peace. i want an ear, listening to me. please, humans, hear my plee. for love, for good, for peace, for the fallen some memories, their graves under green trees.
Character Bio: Ryan "Peace"
Distinctive tattoo of a solid black peace symbol on his left pectoral. some major scarring around his right forearm and thigh, almost looks like a large bite mark. personality- ryan "peace" storm lives the life of a slacker.