KhaleesiDany Posted September 28, 2012 Share Posted September 28, 2012 ...The brave Ser Rodrik Cassel. :bowdown:Really Annoying PoemBardy bards it's rhyming time,Rhyming time, rhyming time.Challenged by a friend of mineTo write new poems.Ms. Manderly wants to see,wants to see, wants to see,Writings from a given themeShadow suggested one!So grap your pens, harps and lutes,harps and lutes, harps and lutes,Tell us about the KingsmootSince Balon Greyjoy fell. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
MrsManderly Posted September 28, 2012 Share Posted September 28, 2012 My modest offering on the given theme...The death of Balon Greyjoy(with some assistance from Quentin Martell)Sea winds, sea legs, sea skyCreaky planks walked oft beforeA dream of kingdom twice risenHarder and stronger once deniedThis time the Drowned God will blessThis time the waves will vanquish rockNo Storm God this time will frighten meA shadow strange yet close as kinFor what is dead may never dieExcept this time -- "Oh". Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
deleted01 Posted September 28, 2012 Author Share Posted September 28, 2012 MrsManderly, a fellow Brit? :cheers: Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
a free shadow Posted September 28, 2012 Share Posted September 28, 2012 Song for Dolorous EddMusic is more important than wordsMust be some man who got my luckSome lordling likely and stuck upWho has a peacock on his shieldA peacock fat in green grass field,Such colours only fill my eyesWhen ducking doesn’t help a jambThe maester says it’s summer South, but here it’s winter piling on.They say flowers bloom in springRed and golden, blue and pinkThey say seasons turn in timeTheir’s are changing, why won’t mineI hear some visitors are coming,But wights are always fellows dull,Don’t even argue who’s more wormyOr that’s just me who hasn’t heard.Their skin is always fridig cold,Not even maidens spare warm touch,I tried to greet one with a bow, but then just sighed and raised my axe.They say flowers bloom in springRed and golden, blue and ṗinkThey say seasons turn in time“their’s are changing, why won’t mine, why won’t mineIt must be winter in my heartThe cook has pruned the roasted hartIt must be winter in my heartIf we had some, he’d prune the tartsIt must be winter in my heartI don’t know what the reasons areIt must be winter in my heartIt must be winter in my heart Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
MrsManderly Posted September 28, 2012 Share Posted September 28, 2012 MrsManderly, a fellow Brit? :cheers:Not a Brit by origin, but yup, living here in the UK :cheers: Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
MrsManderly Posted September 28, 2012 Share Posted September 28, 2012 Song for Dolorous EddMusic is more important than wordssnipLOVE IT! :bowdown: Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
a free shadow Posted September 28, 2012 Share Posted September 28, 2012 LOVE IT! :bowdown:Edd needs to be loved :D Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Buckwheat Posted September 28, 2012 Share Posted September 28, 2012 As you command, your Shadowness! *salutes*A creaky bridge, swinging in the storm,a lone man hurrying across it.But look, is that a rope there torn?And a faceless shadow for a moment split.Meh. :leaving: <snippetysnip> :bowdown: Excellent! Cookie-worthy! Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Little Wing Posted September 28, 2012 Share Posted September 28, 2012 So, haven't rhymed for a while but today's topic seems to have broken my writer's block :commie: A Kraken RemembersWill the halls of the Drowned Godecho with laughter or songwhen the Kraken of iron shoresbrings forth his undying soul?Something inside remembers stilla gloom that will not yield.Can a soul burn restlesslyin the waters' deep?For what is dead may never dieand so his sorrows rise strongerin the watery depths a face smilesa discarded son he once had. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Dark Night Full of Ninjas Posted September 28, 2012 Share Posted September 28, 2012 Tumbled off the bridgeRoaring seas lie dark belowWhat is dead is dead Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Winter's Lady Posted September 28, 2012 Share Posted September 28, 2012 Tumbled off the bridgeRoaring seas lie dark belowWhat is dead is dead:lmao:this I know oh ohunder the sea flesh is flesha king tastes like squid Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
ICE CROW Posted September 28, 2012 Share Posted September 28, 2012 Wings of Beauty The Cleganes a family I was born to, a family without love, a family where violence is all we had, a family where father was killed by his son.A hatred grew inside for a brother I should have loved, a brother who's first embrace was of flames violent hug.I now remember nothing of my youth but the excruciating pain, a fire so hot it could only have been hells flame.Every day the anger I have grows inside, I now only feel pleasure as I watch other men die.I am feared everywhere from town to castle I go , I see the eyes watching me like I am some fucking freak show.For the people I serve have so much wealth they have no need, but if others must suffer and die so be it, as long as they get more there is no end to their greed.When you look upon me all you see is a monster so burned he is no longer a man, I try to forget I try to forgive but how I can do this when the scars are there to always remind who I am .I had no choice but to stand silent and watch as a little bird was caged, watching her suffer each day every abuse only increased my rage.In my heart I knew what I could do, but in this world a man such as me lives in servitude.Why do I have these feelings for this Lady who looks down on me, but when I see her smile for the first time in my life I feel free.I grew to love killing more than life itself, Little Bird if you could love me I would give the World's collected wealthI am not meant for this world forever misunderstood, I swear Little bird I would give my life to save you if I could.The world has changed forever since that fateful night, that was when I learned I only care for the safety of your life.I will never forget how you touched my face and looked in my eyes, with fire all around I could not believe how your beauty took away my fear and made me cry.Alone I sit on this quiet isle at peace with who I am, then a tale I hear of a little bird being used up in the Vale, being manipulated and used like a whore for sale.As I don my armour once again all I can think about is saving her, by the gods I will make them pay and remind Westeros why I AM NO SER. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
a free shadow Posted September 28, 2012 Share Posted September 28, 2012 He flew of the bridge:"Water can't kill the kraken!"He was mistaken :lol: Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Dark Night Full of Ninjas Posted September 28, 2012 Share Posted September 28, 2012 Doesn't go with today's theme, but this song inspired me to make something for the Mad King AerysRemember when I went awayTo put an end to thisDefiance of the ancient House of Duskendale?Well,,,They took me prisonerAnd then my mind got worse and worseAnd now they say I've gone completely out of my mindAnd...I'm burning the city down, HAHA!I'm burning the city down, HOHO, HEHE, HAHA!With wildfireAnd they can rule over ash and bonesAnd I'll be happy to dance in the fire and blood as you burnAnd I'm burning the city down! HAHA!You thought it was a jokeAnd so you laughedYou laughed when I had saidThat I want you to make me wildfireRight!?I know you laughed, I heard you laugh!You laughed, but saw that I was seriousAnd I deny that I am utterly mad!And. . .I'm burning the city down, HAHA!I'm burning the city down, HOHO, HEHE, HAHA!With wildfireWith emerald flames that burn and burnOn water, through wood, and steelAnd flesh as people scream and wailAnd I'm burning the city down! HAHA!I took you in as my KingsguardAnd this is how you pay me backFor all my kind, unselfish, loving deeds!?Huh!?!?Well you just waitThey'll find you yetAnd when they do they'll skin you fully alive, you mangy cat!!!And...I'm burning the city down, HAHA!I'm burning the city down, HOHO, HEHE, HAHA!With wildfireAnd they can rule over ash and bonesAnd I'll be happy to dance in the fire and blood as you burnAnd I'm burning the city down! HAHA!With wildfireWith emerald flames that burn and burnOn water, through wood, and steelAnd flesh as people scream and wailAnd I'm burning the city down! HAHA!EDIT: CROW its nice to see you finally post a rhyme here! :D Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
ICE CROW Posted September 28, 2012 Share Posted September 28, 2012 EDIT: CROW its nice to see you finally post a rhyme here! :DI promised to one day post a rhyme and i always keep my promises, but i fulfill my promises when i get a sign from the gods. I have had this done to be honest since the day i made that promise but the time wasn't right, im having a Sandor kind of day so it felt right. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Silver Spearwife Posted September 28, 2012 Share Posted September 28, 2012 :lol: Holding on to rhymes like that? You dirty CROW!These are all spectacular, every one! I'm on an iPod so I can't listen to the YouTube ones (except Ninja's, since I have that song), but I will later, they look super. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Howling Mad Posted September 28, 2012 Share Posted September 28, 2012 Ode to the small folks:Some folks are born to wave the banner,Ooh, they're red and gold too.And when the bards play "Rains of Castermere",Ooh, they point the sword at you, Lord,It ain't me, it ain't me, I ain't no small councilman’s son, son.It ain't me, it ain't me; I ain't no Lannister son, no,Yeah!Some folks are born golden cup in hand,Lord, don't they help themselves, oh.But when the master of coin comes to the door,Lord, the castle looks like a Dothraki pale, yes,It ain't me, it ain't me, I ain't no highborn’s son, no.It ain't me, it ain't me; I ain't no Lannister son, no.Some folks inherit star crossed eyes,Ooh, they send you down to war, Lord,And when you ask them, "How much should we give?"Ooh, they only answer More! more! more! yoh,It ain't me, it ain't me, I ain't no warrior’s son, son.It ain't me, it ain't me; I ain't no Lannister son, one.It ain't me, it ain't me, I ain't no Lannister son, no no no,It ain't me, it ain't me, I ain't no Lannister son, no no no Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
deleted01 Posted September 28, 2012 Author Share Posted September 28, 2012 Yay! Welcome Crow! :cheers:Child of wolf, hiding in the treesHiding from the reach of the clawsCover your ears, you may bleedSo deafening is the lion's roarLady Stark, future queenYou'd never know it nowArya Underfoot, you've never seenA wolf-child on the prowl:dunno: There's something to this, I'm just too tired to do it atm. Arya doesn't get enough love I am thinking :lol: Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
deleted01 Posted September 28, 2012 Author Share Posted September 28, 2012 Out of the snow comes a kingBut what is his name?Out of the snow comes a crowBut what is his game?Dark wings, dark wordsDoes m'lady like what she sees?Through grief-stricken eyesDo her cheeks still bleed?Send a raven to the WallSend a knife through the snowKill the bastard, pens and quillsNobody has to know.Again :dunno: Fuck you writer's block, fuck youuuuuu. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Silver Spearwife Posted September 28, 2012 Share Posted September 28, 2012 Hm, Balon you say? Weelll, not quite him, but I've wanted to do something like this for a while.My endless towerMy endless mazeHaunted by a dreamFootsteps echoOff sea-stained wallsA shade of memoryI look outsideAnd wonder whyThere's no one left but meThe sweetest soundA child's laughIt fades away with sleepMy baby boysA shade of timeVictims of your greedAnd they've my boyAnd you've my girlThere's no one left but meDeep in the nightA shadow movesAnd far away a screamJust you aloneThe final stepsWith no one there to seeOne more victimFor the wavesThere's no one left but meThe days are filledWith nothingnessThe silence of the seaNo one's hereToo many yearsThere's no one left but meAnd no one's hereToo many yearsThere's no one left to see Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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