It was a hopeless night
For a fallen knight
She was starring at the dark sky
With a teary eye.
With the passage of time
She heard a chime.
It was just a message tone
Yet her eyes shone.
The screen brightened with his hello
And her face with a glow.
Just like the stars that light the night sky
He lights her world and breathes life into her dying hopes.
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prishan 5w
9 2 1Rocinante
Sail across the plain,
do skirmish with lofty foes;
the windmills turning.
Shelter from the rain:
is it madness or my woes
that I'm adjourning?
Through cascading grain
where the bobal vineyard grows,
autumn returning.
Sail across the mane,
do battle on old plateaux;
the windmills turning.6 1 1My Savior
I have not met you but I see you each night in my dreams. I know someday I will be with you, you're the only thing that can console my screams. Your beautiful face relieves me nightly from my awful nightmares. Just in the nick of time, you are always there. I wonder if this is some sort of special revelation... Sent to let me know that you're my real life salvation? I am still unaware the meaning of it all, I just know that you'll be there to catch me when I fall. You are the one who is sent to come and rescue me. And for that I owe you my love throughout all of eternity.
©mandah8810 0 1God Spede You
What ho, my brave and chivalrous knight.
When thou trusty steed, Honda White,
arrives thy home from thou noble journey to finance.
Pray thee, remove thou sweat pants.
The eighth hour is the hour of romance.
God spede you, to unsheath and dawn thy sword.
By my troth, I desire to fie upon thee, my lord.
Well into the twelfth hour, my peerless paramour.
Then once or twice or thrice times more.
I shall say Gramercy good sir, it’s been an honour being serviced by you.
Then we shall go to siege and couch a hogshead.
Meaning to go to the outhouse and to head to bed.
©danie_af8 0My Knight
I am in search of my knight
Need not be in shining armor
As long as you save me
Save me from this abyss
I see a bright spark
A light from the corner
Nearing and gearing to lift me
To save me from this trauma
I am alive, I am safe, I stand, I stride
I turn to thank and see none around
Is it the armor that's shining?
On lowering my gaze
I see my heart pounding and glowing
I stand and stride
Bright and Proud!
©brightseekinglight9 0nbt1999 16w
Knight in not so Shining Armor
Written on: 04.03.22. 1:35pm
A knight in shining armor
Is what many women dream of,
Something very common in fairy tales.
A hero who sweeps away the princess,
The young maiden
From the clutches of villains,
The evil forces.
Does such a knight in shining armor really exist?
Did he ever exist?
A strong knight,
Going through all adversaries
Fighting the enemies,
Fighting through the rain and storm,
Would he even have a shining armor left to behold?
His armor would be riddled with
Scratches, dirt and blood,
Just like his face.
A true knight can never be found,
In a perfect, clean and pristine condition.
He would not have fair skin,
Nor an unscathed body.
He would not be very friendly
Instead he would give off an unapproachable vibe.
As he would always need to be wary
Of his enemies lurking in the shadows,
Not knowing their appearance.
He would be like a rose,
Surrounded by thorns.
Only someone who is not afraid of hardships
Of being riddled with scars from the thorns
Would ever be able to get close to him,
To earn his trust and his affection.
A fair and frail maiden,
Without any tough bone in her,
Can never make such a true knight hers.
A true knight, who is without a shining armor
Is very difficult to find,
Even more difficult to love
And most difficult to get close to.
©nbt19995 0Don't wait for a knight in shining armour,
Be that knight in shining armour.
©spontaneous_flow_of_emotion12 2 1- theselcouth_scripturient Beautifully penned
- spontaneous_flow_of_emotion Thank you @theselcouth_scripturient
Don't fall for the moon,
If you are not the sun.
©the_lost_me10 0 1Engineers day
Karnataka's pride and paradise,
Raja's forethought and sacrifice.
Summer crops life,
The KRS dam takes away farmers grief.
Sir MV, the 19th Diwan of Mysore,
One of the renowned civil engineer.
The chief architect of the KRS project,
Has a number of awards and honours to his credit.
Recipient of Bharat Ratna, the highest civilian honour,
Was knighted as a Knight Commander.
His birthday is celebrated as the day of engineers,
Not only in India, but also in Srilanka, Tanzania and other countries.
©beensN9 1lunarwolf 57w
Another part to Battle For You
A Knight's Reflection
Time has gone by
yet I still be awakened by the blood moon in the sky
oh how you have transformed my world
with the battles I fought to try to save your world
blood now lay still on my hands
from swinging my sword trying to slay your demons
another gloomy silent night
as I reflect upon once being your knight
The sounds of war still rings in my ears
fighting while you cowered in fear
yet you put on airs as if you're a worthy queen
telling truths that I now know are fables
of other kingdoms who made you a victim
I gripped my sword with such conviction
that my sword and my hand became best friends
Oh how I was fooled by you
as I reflect in these waters of truth
I'm still recovering from wounds
for no healer upon the lands can heal me from you
so I let the stars twinkle as my guides
while my tainted hands will never be purified
the darkness awaits as I venture through it
giving my honest thanks to the waters of truth
they say there's no rest for the wicked
so here's the tale of a restless knight's musings
@lovesmessenger
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#mirakee #writersnetwork #knight #reflection #redemption #truth #wanderer #regretA Knight's Reflection
This pool of water revealed my inner nature while reminding me of your true nature
©lovesmessenger32 29 15- gopika_singh No it was awesome! A thing that's capable of making us feel things is always gonna be awesome!! Doesn't matter if it's happiness or sadness. Both are beautiful emotions... meant to be felt! ☺️ @lovesmessenger
- gopika_singh @lovesmessenger likewise
- wailingmage962 Mesmerizing one wolfy
irenic_gyal 63w
They bloom under the dark shadow.
Inhaling hatred and suffocation in them.
Brutal behaviour were taught to them, but by the end they fix those devasted pieces that they had destroy.
They goes to the shallow under a dark sky searching for the star for brightest shine.
Within an unknowing step they didn't know the star was just growing inside them between their heart.
They weren't cruel even thought they were taught to.
Sparkle bloom when they judge what's right and wrong to.
Became people's shield by protecting them from bloody hue.
As they were no one but the knights of our Kingdom.
@mirakee
@writersnetwork
#knight #warrior #protectorUnder that dark, there was a bright developing shield
©humairamajothi20 0 1abidingvictor 64w
Bloody Knight
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Knight in shining armors no longer arrive in shining armors and riding horseback
They now arrive as a friend who is always there for you
We no longer see them as just soulmates
We also call them friends
That's a good update after all these years!!
©shamli_mali9 0puranidiary 80w
All my life
All my life I've looked at words as rhyme of all life jingles
Luminous of my dark kingdom as those stars twinkle
Coated with concealed pain expressing all giggles
Washing down past taints like those fresh sprinkle
Pouring my inert sensation just like brook flows
Comforting my bleeding heart as the zephyr blows
Illustrating my life illusions all sweet and fray
Disclosing through eyes which lips fail to say
And Scribbled letters,the Swords of my all fights
All my life I've looked at words as my knight
©puranidiary64 28 19- puranidiary @jeniayn thanks a lot❤
- tinytraces This is bewildering
- miss_silentlyweird Remarkable
- puranidiary @miss_silentlyweird thanks a bunch
- miss_silentlyweird @puranidiary wc
hypersomniacqueen 86w
To see you.
#mirror #people #reflection #shield #hypersomniacqueen #knight.
5 0simoneheinis 91w
The lone figure approached the castle walls cautiously. The kingdom had recently been sieged, so the air was eerily quiet but for the sound of leaves blowing carelessly by his feet. His sword drawn, he was taking no chances. The man he was after, a pathetic excuse of a human responsible for the death of many, was likely dead himself. But he had to be sure. He didn't want his journey across the The Seas of Origin and the rarely-crossed swamplands of the Dead Plain, only traversed by the extremely brave or the extremely stupid, to be in vain. He scanned his surroundings, his trained eyes angling to pick up any signs of movement. The spring breeze blew gently against the taut muscles of his arms, tense as he gripped his sword, expecting men from the fallen town to jump him at any moment. Despite being where he grew up, the sight of the familiar buildings being burnt remnants of their former selves stirred up no feelings of sorrow or grief. He himself had nothing to do with the siege, but since he was a man of unknown origins around these parts, the townspeople didn't know that. He entered the castle gates met with no resistance. The man he was looking for, going by the name of Urloch, was part of the King's group of courtiers. He weasled his way to the top, garnering credibility and the royal family's favour despite being a man of very little honour. It was him who was responsible for his family's exile, and the eventual slow, bloody death of everybody he knew. As a child, the lone warrior was rescued by a kind man named Alinarr and taken far away, across the Seas of Origin to the town of Ern. He was presumed dead by Urloch and his band of assassins. His whole life, hidden by a shield of anonymity, he was only known as Shasinn, meaning young boy in the Old Tongue. His life had been a series of lucky breaks, and Alinarr would always say it's because he had the favour of Ghorosh, the ancient patriarch of a pre-existing, primordial faith; the faith of the Old Ones. "He's real, even if the world no longer believes, no longer listens, no longer cares. It matters not to a god." Alinarr is a believer of the old ways, and instilled in him the ancient traditions of the Aishro, the warrior's rites. The old ways are no longer followed by modern society, but still deeply respected, especially among the impoverished ranks of the common folk. Shasinn stood still just outside the castle, listening hard for any signs of life. The castle lacked a moat, and the portcullis had been dealt with, most likely by a ram or cannon fire, as there was little left of it. The solid oaken doors beyond the remains of the portcullis were slightly ajar. Shasinn lowered his sword and kicked one of the doors, which swung open heavily, creaking ominously. Urloch was a coward, and was likely in hiding somewhere deep inside the castle. Shasinn knew of an escape route below the castle leading out into the nearby forest, it's standard protocol that in the case of a castle breach, the royal family as well as their personal guard were permitted to use the hidden escape route but no one else, not even the royal advisors. It is possible however, that Urloch could've lost his nerve after the castle was breached, and utilised the underground tunnels to escape himself. This was more than likely the case but Shasinn was not one to leave behind loose ends, and would comb the entire castle in search of Urloch. The reason for the attack on the kingdom was unknown to Shasinn, but there was so far no one he'd seen alive. That doesn't mean that the castle was completely void of the living, however, or that the attackers were long gone. Parts of the town were still on fire, and bodies still warm. Shasinn knew he had to keep his wits about him during his search, the castle being anything but safe. Shasinn was a dangerous man, and looked it, but he knew that if he were jumped by 10 men he'd not stand a chance. He was hoping that the castle would be largely abandoned after the royal family had fled, the attackers making off with any captors, the most likely assailants being a well-armed nomadic tribe with powerful allies. Those that Shasinn knew of had no known allegiance to royal houses and were lawless and violent, adhering to no authority. The allies of such a group would pose more of a threat, likely calm and calculated, an agenda hidden by the actions of the kingless tribe. Shasinn hoped they had gotten what they came for, leaving him alone to his mission. He would carefully search the castle, using his knowledge to its full advantage, only leaving once he was sure it did not contain Urloch. He was also hoping to find possible clues as to his whereabouts if he failed to find him. Shasinn scanned the room, observing the lobby, the tall arching ceiling and the famous twin staircases. The grandeur of the castle's architecture still stood proud against the scattered debris of the furniture. All was still in the room but a small whirlwind of dust, twigs and leaves, playing on the ripped carpet. When he was satisfied no one was in the room with him, Shasinn proceeded to climb the stairs. They were made of granite as black as midnight, and made no sound underneath his weight. He arrived on the landing and looked behind him at the ground floor. He seemed be alone. He took a deep breath as his anxiety began to get to him. He started forward again, planning to begin his search in the advisors quarters. I highly doubt he's here, Shasinn thought to himself. This whole thing might've been a waste of time, as well as possibly putting himself in harm's way. He looked inside the advisors' and servants' quarters, as well as the king's chambers. All he found was a cat, who purred as he approached. Shasinn sheathed his sword, knelt down and stuck out his hand.
"Here girl," he said softly. "It's alright, the danger has passed now."
The cat purred louder and rubbed its head against the chair leg, eyeing Shasinn flirtatiously. She advanced towards him, headbutting his hand and he petted her gently.
"Oh how SWEET! Not as edgy as ya look then, eh?"
Shasinn spun around and withdrew his sword, sending the cat flying under a nearby bed, yowling in annoyance.
"Oh oh okay, easy now, easy now!"
Shasinn grabbed a hold of the man and pinned him against the wall before he even got a decent look at him.
"Where is the man known as Urloch?" demanded Shasinn.
"U-uh although I really do like the appearance of your face, it's particularly nice close up by the way heh, but I would rather prefer it if you place me down, yeah? If you please... I am of no threat to you, trust me."
Shasinn, sensing he was telling the truth, proceeded to put the man down.
"Thank you, that's a great deal better." He sighed.
The man was short and rather portly, no younger than 50. He wore a blue tunic and white cotton socks, with pink slippers.
Looking self-conscious, he nervously explained "I do apologise, I am dressed in my nightwear. We were attacked a little after dawn this morn, all I could do was hide!" He sighed dramatically.
"Very well. I've put you down, now answer my question please. Where is Urloch?"
The man regarded him carefully, tapping his face lightly with his fingers.
"My that accent is positively delicious!" He finally said. "As for your question, I don't know! Off with the rest, I expect. As soon as they chopped down those gates, everyone lost their minds and fled."
"Is there anyone else in the castle with us?"
"Well, um..."
As he trailed off, a creak could be heard from outside the door. Shasinn readied his sword as a deep, menacing growl echoed around the halls and high ceilings.
#fantasy #story #warrior #knight #art #castle #smheinis
@writersnetwork @mirakee @sanjay_writes @darkblackcoffee @shadowsideofmira @beensnThe Lone Warrior
Just a little something I started tonight, was going to be a short story but is turning into something else!!! Please enjoy. (Story in caption)
This piece dedicated to my first followers, thank you guys!
©smheinis
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@darkblackcoffee
@shadowsideofmira
@beensn
©simoneheinis22 3 3- simoneheinis @darkblackcoffee thank you 🥺🥰
- sanjay_writes Beautiful ❤️
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tammy_cvb 93w
A new style of writing I'm still not comfortable with but I have always wanted to.
#selfish #self #selfreflection #knight #unrequitedlove #desire #love #lust #heedless #poem #selfishpoem #poetry #mirakee #mirakeewriters #poet #poem #poetry #cvbwritesHeedless desire
Oh stay my knight,
Spare this maiden from the clutches of lonesome night and dreadful morn,
Take me to Paradise I heard so often of,
Hold me tight and kiss me whole.
Sing me lullabies as I sleep like a babe,
Wrapped in nothing but your arms,
Caress me gently and whisper to me,
Of sweet nothings and false hope,
For in the morrow you will be gone again.
Let me have this night to quench my desire,
Come morning you will be her's again,
Fulfill this selfish wish of this maiden
who has everything but has nothing,
Grant me this decade long wish,
For it will be the last thing that I will wish.
©tammy_cvb5 0Knight
I've been a knight
for kingdoms all my life
I'm a warrior I fight
in fantasy and reality
I will collect my victories
© Bluemoonlight4421 0Find a man, who can 'spend time' and 'invest money' for you. Not the opposite.
©anamikadas0711 3 1- pearlpoetry Well said!
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james_taumas 99w
Troll and Knight
Memories beckon me home
Weary knight from questing
Come across a bridge
Green behemoth stands guard
Stained club in hand
Silver for the toll
I answer with steel
His heads falls
Spot a hut nearby
Hear his children weeping
I ride on.
©james_taumas