Raistlin's Song

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  1. esgallindeion

    esgallindeion Minstrel Knight

    These are some of my poems on the famed Dragonlance series (the Chronicles and Legends) and the mage Raistlin, who I feel is one of the most complex and beautifully drawn characters of all time. These two poems are from Raistlin's perspectives and so is twisted and has an evil side to it. I have a few more which I wrote earlier but still need to edit them big time..

    A Requiem for My life

    I am a product of fate denied
    Life in life when death is my life
    Thorns of steel in my fingers bind
    Power, might and eons combined
    Cruel I seem and grievously bad
    Proud I am and cravenly mad
    Dead I appear and death I see
    In this life's flawed symphony
    Though thralled in despicable pain
    Your jibes on me will come in vain
    And in this tower of my reckoning
    I felt death's claws come beckoning
    As I lay down in anguished despair
    Of the things I did beyond repair
    Yet, forged in steel I did arise
    Years before my first sunrise
    And in that time I shall rejoice
    My lady joins me of her own choice
    And consumed by my life's ambition
    I'm father of my constellation
    See me thus and know defeat
    My queen, you know I crave your seat
    Of darkness I shall be the master
    In time's flow I'll run faster
    And leave behind my heart, my soul
    And bring into being my nascent goal
    To hear this raffish world extol
    Soon as one they all'll acknowl
    "He is the master of our minds
    He is the master of this time."

    A Serenade of Love Denied

    Come, my love, gently come
    Do not stop and turn, like
    A butterfly in a spider's web
    That comes but of its own
    Crysania, O maiden fair
    Servant of your humble lord
    In him you seek pride'n'joy
    And pride shall be your call
    That brings you to my heart
    And leaves you far from home

    Hum, my love, gently hum
    A tune of love despaired
    A dove that flied freely once
    Has a vulture now ensnared
    Crysania, O maiden fair
    Dutiful daughter of your God
    In me you seek faith renewed
    A faith that will lead you astray
    And bring you not sweet death
    But a life of eternal nightmares

    Come, my love, gently come.

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