WoT poetry, Yay for us Marina!

[ladyofchaos]

Post your WoT poems!

Don't get killed Hot Mat Haiku series.

Hot Mat is not Maz
Hot Mat is hotter than Maz
Don't get killed, Hot Mat.

There's no cars in WoT
But people get run-over
Don't get killed, Hot Mat!

Hot Mat is so hot
But he has to cross the street
Don't get killed, Hot Mat.

To fight the gholam
Mat must cross the bloody street
Don't get killed, Hot Mat!!
-Sam and Marina

[ladyofchaos]

Up in Emond's Field
Crossing the street is easy
They only have one.
-Marina


Silverpike
A glimpse of sharp teeth
Hiding among the rushes
Devouring prey
-Marina

Obsessed
There once was a girl reading WoT
She loved it right down to her gut
Hot Mat is so cool
Fighting a duel
With medallions and swords that cut.
-Marina

Saidar/Saidin
Saidar
joyful, light
living, calming, glowing
Aes Sedai, women-men, Asha'man
sickening, fighting, tainted
filthy, dark
Saidin
-Marina

Creator/Shai'tan
Creator
clean, impartial
supporting, helping, rising
light, creation-death, darkness
dragging, damning, falling
lying, twisted
Shai'tan
-Sam

[ladyofchaos]

The ancient sign of the strongest within the Light,
the united Aes Sedai, strong and pure, always.
Light.
strength.
life.
Revenge was always a constant in life. The men who fought
the hardest, corrupted for ever more.
tortured.
cursed.
doom.
They broke the world, shaking the mountains
down around them. Splitting the valleys beneath their feet.
falling.
destroyed.
death.
Voices cried out in terror for salvation from those
who were their protection. Called out to the Light
praying.
terror.
death.
At last the world was silent. The last of those who were the purest,
fell dead. Down upon the changed and broken earth.
relief.
silence.
death.
The prophecy was made as the world reeled.
He who would be born upon the Mount would save them, and break them again.
destiny.
fate.
death.
The symbol of what is feared most of he who will save, and destroy.
Scrawled on the door in the dead of night, the darkness within marked for all to see.
evil.
darkness.
death.
Those who speak their minds separated from the rest
picked out from the midst as the wolves circle the lambs.
innocent.
helpless.
death.
Not always evil, but chosen by those who call themselves the Children
and believe they are pure, cloaked in light.
corrupted.
twisted.
death.
The Fang is only yet the beginning, for those who are marked
will disappear into the blackness to never be seen again.
malicious.
tainted.
death.
Unnoticed by the mob, the true foe slips into the night,
the one who belongs to the darkness, and gave it their soul.
evil.
darkness.
death.

[BirgitteMo]

MUAHAHA those are hilarious!! luv them marina! Now for my own!

Oozing gently 'neath the door,
Sliding through the window.
The Gholam come to take some souls,
Everyone is game.
They have no mercy,
Feel for none,
Their lives they must preserve.
By ripping throats of careless ones,
And sipping at their blood.
To all the world they slowly come
To save us from our peril,
They’re all corrupt, but there’s just one
Who stands out from the rest.
His name is Scotty,
An English bloke
Who’s mighty polite, yet mean;
He turns himself into Oosquai,
An intoxicating Aeil drink,
This draws the attention of the one who bears
The medallion to kill him.
The foolish man (whose name was Mat),
Started drinking deep,
As the Gholam chuckled loud,
The man didn’t realize though,
And drank all of him down.
Out of a hole where the sun don’t shine,
Scotty, he emerged,
To terrorize two little men,
But first make conversation.
They talked a bit, but then revealed
His evil English self,
Then he went, and attacked the boys,
And someone turned out the lights.
Mat, in a small barrel he hid,
And Rand held up some eyes,
While Scotty went to terrorize,
The other man instead.
Mat, from the barrel he emerged,
And Rand he congratulated,
While Scotty crept up like a cat,
And scared Mat out of his mind.
Mat just valiantly ran away,
As the wolfish Perrin came to play,
And throw things at Scotty’s head.
They started to pummel him with stuff,
All having to do with “fox”,
But Scotty, being his kind old self,
Informed them of the pendant.
On Mats chest, this they did find,
And they shone it in Scotty’s face.
Scotty shrank and leapt away,
But no matter how hard he tried,
They got it in contact with his skin,
And burned up his insides.

[WoT_Eagle]

A Fading Light

The Light will prevail!
It must! It must,
Or all hope is lost.
Darkfriends are plenty,
standing against the world outside.
Seeping in amongst the righteous,
like Silverpike they multiply.
The blemished world is writhing,
with darkness, like a plague.
We must unite beneath a single flag!
To rid the west of the bloody scum
or all hope is lost.
All hope is lost.
Breaking free is the Darkone
coming from his flaming bore.
Shadowspawn sprout from his ears,
Forsaken from his eyes.
Filling minds with deadly dreams
and evil, dirty lies.
The dream of Light is simple;
A utopia for all.
But why are there corrupted ones
to try and make is fall?
Each day the sickness spreads,
destroying as it goes.
Blood and bloody ashes!
No one seems to know
of anything or anyone
To save the population.
Of coarse this must be done
or surely we will crumble.
But a Dragon is reborn,
a dirty, sickly man.
Prophesized to save us,
he begins to go insane
This crazy coot to rescue?
What justice does this show?
We are being punished
for reasons the Creator only knows.
Yes, the hope of Light is fading.
Darkness covers all
like a blanket, suffocating.
A slow and painful death,
the world is fated to.
That is why we must unite!
To drive away the evil spirits
and regain a long lost hope.
But who is left
courageous, still with a soul?
Not but one who would stand
against the Dark, so mighty.
And still this hope is weak.
The Light must prevail!
Or the world becomes a waste.
But all hopes have been drained,
sparks put out,
and spirits dampened.
A sickly world is left behind,
beneath a darkness glowing.
There must be something left,
a shred of decency.
And those who can will harness it;
The weight of fate
dragging them to their knees.
A tiny effort it will be,
but an effort all the same.
Our only chance to beat the Dark
at this evil, twisted game.

Marina or "Risara"

[ladyofchaos]

Squeeshy and all shifty like
He crawls beneath the door
Quite as a hungry pike
He swiftly crosses the floor

Maybe you shouldn’t have had that drink
Wait where did that guy go
OI! He went into the sink
Well fine, be that way and go

One moment your reaching for your glass
You chug it down, worm and all
The next he’s comin out your *ss
The pain causing you to fall

He comes out, yet not all the way
He leaves his boot in just for fun
With inspiration a dimming ray
He decides to flippin run

He got out of there in record time
He well and truly split
He moved so fast he missed the chime
He slipped on the linolium and fell into a pit

So as they say in Trolloc land
“HEY YOU SHUT UP AND PASS ME THAT HAND”

-compliments of deadlysilver of the Shadowburn forums

[ladyofchaos]

Rand al'Thor is a polygamist
(in training, so they say)
For he has at least three girls
with a kid along the way.

The first is Min, who started it all,
with her 'auras' and 'visions of love'
in Whitebridge Rand just gave her a call
and they've been together ever since.

The second is Elayne, the fine daughter-heir,
(Rand literally fell in her lap)
She has long, golden blond hair
and most would call her a ditz.

Aviendha is last, the 3rd of the girls,
a former Maiden of the Spear
You touch her and you she'll hurl.
Says she; "E had twins. I was hungry. I ate them."

So are the bitches of Rand, our hero
(or so he wants us to think)
he's the Dragon Reborn and you he'll blow
up if you cross him at all.

[ladyofchaos]

Rand al'Thor is a polygamist
(in training, so they say)
For he has at least three girls
with two kids along the way.

First is Elayne, the rose of the bunch,
The heir to Andor.
And around her finger she
Can easily wind al’Thor.

The next is Min, who started it all,
(she saw the ‘square’ and winced)
In Whitebridge they hit it off
And they’ve been together since.


Aviendha is last, the fierce one,
An old Far Dareis Mai,
She likes to run and kill men
You touch her and you will die.

These are the girls of Rand, our hero,
(At least, that’s what he thinks)
And he’s in charge of them all,
Or at least until they link.

((lol... I rewrote it so it made sense and rhymed!))

[WoT_Eagle]

Bonded

“Make them stop!
Make them stop!
Oh please, make them stop”
Tears streamed down
Her ageless face,
serenity no longer.

Her skin was burning in everyplace,
the hot oil scorching.
Yet no burn showed,
no evidence of oil,
no blisters and no rash,
But the pain for Both was real.

The hardening of another’s will,
a stone dropping in Her mind.
Another flood of tears
poured out Her wise, old eyes.
“He cannot cope much longer,
then surely He will die.”

A searing pain, just below
Her left shoulder did it stop.
No feeling in Her fingertips,
no feeling in Her wrist
His left arm was no longer,
Hers both were yet unscarred.

Apart they were:
He in a tent
She alone in a small, small room.
Yet pain They shared,
infinity,
through never ending bond.

His light was slowly dying
Lifting from Her mind
“If He must die,
then so shall I.”
The last words from
Her bloodless lips emerged.

For He was gone,
She left alone
As the Wheel wills.
A cruel Wheel,
with cruel threads,
to separated the bonded.

An empty place
deep in her mind
where Her Warder
once had stayed.
Now a cavity ensued
Consuming all her soul.

Never to live fully,
Never to live at all.
A dagger cured the wreck
the dead Warder left behind.
Now they are together
beneath the Wheel of Time.


-Marina

[WoT_Eagle]

When Lightning Strikes

When I was seven,
a half-life ago,
the lightning how it screamed.
It struck my heart
with cold terror
or so to me it seemed
My parents bed,
my only haven.
I took comfort from their words.
But then the light
would strike again,
the most frightening, flaming bird.

But now I’m tough,
a teenager.
‘Storms do not scare me!’
The lightening strikes,
my courage flies,
but me, I cannot flee.
My mom, my dad
have no words
of comfort and so they stay.
While I, alone,
still tremble,
though the lightning’s leagues away.


-Marina

[BirgitteMo]

You added it!!! Yay... Its so good Marina.

[ladyofchaos]

You know, the bonded one sounds a lot like my poor tortured Lain...