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~What Dreams Are Made Of~

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Cianne
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~What Dreams Are Made Of~

Post by Cianne »

I don't often write this "rhythmic" sort of poetry, I hope you enjoy this one.


On each Plain a Fortress stands,
dreamers come from distant lands,
to find a home away from home,
try to make their presence known.

Scholars and thieves, fools and teachers,
heroes and cowards, dissuaders and reachers.

Respect and awe, what will they bring?,
When crested Rank meant something.

Murder and mayhem, truths and denial,
Our own Yog-Ka was put on trial.

Arts and Focus exciting and new,
There is no limit to what we do.

The Thraka brothers brave and strong,
Fear them if you've done them wrong.

Squids and Dolts held much disdain,
for many years their feud remained.

Asmodan, shadow lord of all
the Keepers' heard, followed the call.


The peaceful ones, who didn't fight,
Within the Ranks, new StarKnights.
Their main goal was to protect,
caused the pacifists to defect.

Chaos Eclipse, Tehthu reigned,
it brought with it a dawn of change.

Rebuilding all that we had lost,
Mistakes exacting quite a cost.

New discovered Cities found,
a merge occurred, quite profound.

Dreamers found, new and old,
the strong, the meek, the brash, the bold.

Queens and kings ...spiders crawl,
too many dreamers to name them all.
Odd couples, romance in the eye,
A cowboy married a butterfly.

Soulmaster makes a "pitch" with ease,
A vial of youth, called crease grease.

Another Soulie, with tiny swath,
Sparkles in his new loin cloth.
His wife is brilliant, lovely, strong,
Perhaps she has a matching thong.

Lacey's brilliant, no mistake,
her only downfall, loves cheesecake.

All jokes aside, big or small
unique they are, we love them all.

Ever thugs from other lands,
come to taunt and make demands,
our Dreamers group and rise above,
To hang on to the place they love.

Our dreams continue, though they are few,
There always is, the tried and true,
Who come and go and come again,
because they do remember when,
They found a place where they could be,
To hide away from misery.

A place of beauty and mystery,
where they'll go down in history.






~Practice patience and silent reflection in a moment of anger ~ It will save you infinite moments of regret~
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