Entry Number 15

ENTRY number 15
~Luina Ashcroft~

I’ll be here, like we've always been
I’ll never trouble you if we try
Let’s compromise; there’s nothing more to it
Than just loving; you cannot keep my heart from coming back for more

Change of seasons; change of temperament
Still I’ll laugh and make you smile when you come home
From all the workload, the grades we have to uphold
I’ll struggle with you if it can keep me from coming back for more

It’s the trials ahead that makes life complete
With everyday the second counts to none
If it matters to spend less time with you
Still it won’t keep me from finding ways to come back for more

I will wait for you; in the pavements
Under rain, under stars; under the mid-day sun
Come to catch you, come to be with you
Only for a moment; it means a lot to keep me coming back for more

I am lost now; confuse me
This bitter taste of sadness, taste the loneliness
Of each night left unclosed; still will it keep me?
I’ll be smiling; hoping that today, I’ll be coming back for more

I’ll be coming back for more ~
I’ll give you all that I could be ~

I’ll be useful, just like the poem I gave to you
I’ll be singing all my tunes if it makes you feel adored
I’ll be truthful, just like those lines I had conjured
The miles apart will never keep me from coming back for more

There is only you that I can see in front of me
There I am that you’ll decide to keep
Let’s be together; let’s stay forever
All the while, I’ll be me, you’ll be you; lets keep us coming back for more

Entry Number 14

ENTRY number 14
~Luina Ashcroft~

the rage of a thunderstorm; a lonely tempest
the sound it echoes through my half full closet
there behind the door are the toys and their lore
the forgotten trophies of dreams left unforged

there I found what was once a war torn diary
unveiling a realm hidden in a sunlit prairie
an endless stretch of meadows breaks the melody
this apathetic solace in an endless raphsody

a shadowy crevasse; a gash to a scar
a silent rain rages to veil a scarlet star
like wishes lost through time and age apart
the labyrinth of endings looking for a start

swooned to these feelings of loss and dismay
only to wake up hopeful in a world of disarray
to be colorful and often at times dull and gray
a paperback novel written in pages everyday

the vividness of tomorrow; an epic struggle today
yesterday's secrets dug to a grave
the rain, the sun, the wind and the moon
witnesses to life, death and the future coming soon

pain is only but a fragment of memories
one in a billion souls living rich or in poverty
or in between; maybe in a place filled with anarchy
in this life; there can only be entropy

to know you is to figure out what went astray
and the world ceased to turn and sway
there can be no holding back in this feelings
the cruel reality will not hinder us from love

There is only a bright line in a sea of darkness
a poisonous wave filled with bitter sadness
crashing into me; when I sail towards you
the storm rages on; drenched in its black residue

A lighthouse ahead, far away from home
to turn back is to be lost to find you and your tune
be my harbor, and I'll be your ship
lets get away from this madness and take a trip

everywhere, anywhere where its just you and me
inside realms in a virtual world of make belief
or outside; I can take you to places we can hide
a place where we can count on to bleed ourselves dry

to walk where you walk, to give what you want
to see you through me; to see what is real
to hope what is done for; all that I could be
to this moment, there can only be infinity

Entry Number 12

ENTRY number 12
~Luina Ashcroft~


Dearest Prince, who always let me down
Who favored wearing masks in pursuit of a crown
Who favored the rain, the darkness and the moon upside down
Always granting me the strength not to smile but to frown

Dearest Prince who I loved from the start
Who always had guided me into following my heart
And when we find love again and again
And fail passage; it is here you drop the act and begin

Dearest Prince who loved from afar
Who bickered and whine; keeping grudge in a jar
A reminder of something for me every time we went too far
You pour it into our memories; and kept the lid ajar

Dearest Prince, for six years we had bled
We had toiled and do battle with the beast we bred
And when we were defeated were you still behind our banner
Or are you away again, to hide behind your tower

Dearest Prince I had enough; for six years we kept a lot
I will leave you if you still insist on giving up
For nineteen years we exist in this world to live
To love and not to hate; compromise and give

But love is but a silly word, the River Prince said
To much we’ve wasted; time lost and hearts bled
Still we did not have the heart thought ours to had
We loved her for nearly a decade, now isn’t that sad?

We wrought the words from the heavens we adored
We paint the tributary of a love we thought to unfold
We shared our whole hearts and minds for that matter
All for an endless pursuit of someone who had loved another

But the past is past, O River Prince
It is but six seasons in a century of dreams
There are other fragments of memories to pursue
Why stick for a past that will never come true?

O River Prince, which many had, fell in your name
Whose glory remembered only in song and your fame
Now you are but just a remnant of our fear
See now the destruction you wrought for our ship to steer

Now I will leave this solemn tower to your pleasure
And see if your hatred will break asunder
Or nourish it for our enemies to grow stronger
And leave this country we love into a state of plunder

And when I return, I hope not this place will fall not into disrepair
From all your madness, your rancor and despair
There is still much more than just a profound sense of loss
Have you no heart to yourself m’lord? Have you no heart for our song

The song which the bards sang when we are at height of power
Before your eyes fell and your heart soon after
Long before the blue dragon banner
Before the great dragon war, before all else ceased to matter

The cryptic place, the elusive grace
Of the silent halls which you once played
The vivid memories of which the likes by now we’d grew out of
The foundations of this city which you were never proud of

The majestic halls filled with grandeur
Wrought of magic spells we had forgotten to conjure
Those of what we had never sought to attain
The simplicity of wanting simple things in life to gain

And so the observer leaves you in this lonely tower
To keep away from your ambitions of power
Away from this illusion; from your shell to break cover
And carry on our life outside as a lover

Lover to someone which I swore not to fail
And promised her our long sought Holy Grail
I will learn from all our past mistakes o Prince
Do not be a hindrance, or I will force to make a mistake

I will sever the ties you have from hands which you abhor
Which so I need in hopes of holding her hand I adore
And learn to continue writing pure and true
With or without you; red, gray, yellow or blue-

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