Last Commented Fantasy/Science Fiction Poems (811)

And In the night I saw two burning eyes descend,
My Life, shall It now come to an end.

A Lord of Dark, he has come to me,
His darkened glory I plainly see.

Come my Lord, clear Into my sight,
Within the nights dimmest light.

Words are spoken his Love dives In,
Let such a night of Love begin.

Oh Shadrach Hah you are Veronique's dream,
Go join her In Love's own sweet scene.

You want to lay me down on a bed of silk
Il give you honey milk,

Golden strands sweep across your hardened chest baby ill do my best

The rest is there for the taking. Sweet music we make.

Lost in rhythm we dance,


The drums beat harder. In a trance

My body giving you quivers sending me shivers

My sweet wine tongue intoxicating as you quench my thirst

Honey milk on a bed of silk golden strands your darkness in my hands

You surrender on a bed of silk.
..
By peach.

His gaze burned her deep as she lay in wait,

He would take her longing she was the fire

On fire ,

His volcano ,

I erupting
,
Forest,

As he engulfed her now,

Wild flames untamed,

Orange Carrot, Silver Bream
Yellow Lemon, Warm Ice-cream


Purple Broccoli, Ruptured Splein
Blackbird Poo On My Windscreen


Rabbit Carcass, Maggots Dream
Fish tank Gravy For The Queen


Mashed Potato, Butter And Cream
Japs Eye Wink, Smiley Beam

He is the Seer of visions
Some people would say
He goes to his own beat
And chooses his own way
To you he may appear to be an ordinary man
But he is a master of disguise
Something others don’t understand
A painter or a prisoner, a fighter at the front
Can be heartily also
And can be pretty blunt
He is into magic and a volunteer of such
And can feel things very deeply
With the Midas touch
Caring and forgiving
Loyal to the end
Looking at everyone
Taking all in as his friends
A superhero who saves the day
And would die to make a point
May even sit back sometimes
And smoke upon a joint
Can be your worst nightmare
And he has proven that too
But what he really is about
Is that he’s into peace and love for you

Why wiggle my toes
As everyone knows
There’s magic in the air
Why wrinkle my nose
Make my eyes close
Watch me disappear
My skin’s a little wrinkled
I’m small as you can get
My age is not that simple
So you better not forget
And hiding my gold coins
Under rainbows I beget
All my mischief ever done
Make you terribly upset
Let today be full of sunshine
Never mind any regret
'Cause a day you can be Irish
Will be the best one ever yet

I ,
Antonius,
Ruler of the 9 Realms,
And all in it,
Have a Royal Decree...,
Half awake, half asleep,
Tossing and turning in the night,
Reaching for one pillow and another,
Turning from one girl to the next,
I came upon the perfect form,
So firm at first that I,
Antonius,
Ruler of the 9 realms,
And all in it,
almost pushed such insolence away from me,
But just then, yielding,
she became soft,
smooth,
pleasant,
then perfect...,
My arms wrapped around such bliss I fell into a wonderful slumber where all my worries and cares we're wiped away...
So great was my happiness.
Alas,
When I awoke,
Noone was by my side.
Personally I have searched,
But to no avail,
I turn to my loyal subjects...
Where is she?
That one who was so great to hold.
Where did she go?
I had no need of such weakness before but now that I, Antonius,
Ruler of the 9 Realms,
And all in it,
have experienced this feeling I, Antonius,
Ruler of the 9 Realms,
And all in it,
Want, Nay!,
I,
Antonius,
Ruler of the 9 Realms,
And all in it,
Need it!,
She was here!
Now she's gone!
Who was the phantom nymph who stole the heart noone never knew existed?
I,
Antonius,
Ruler of the 9 Realms,
And all in it,
Release this edict,
Find her...,
And bring her back to me.
Whoever completes this task shall receive a thousand gold pieces and authority over a thousand districts.
Such is the word of the king.

David Blaine started off pulling white rabbits out of his hat,

But. Rumour has it they were plastic,


Paper aeroplanes flying over my house,


Come back captain fantasia take me to France,

Ill parachute out and crush the grapes,

Stories of my great escapes through my gate ,

Don't be late captain fantasia,

I'm waiting in my ivory tower ,

Now is the hour,

Before my milk goes sour,


Take me with you captain fantasia,


Peach.

“Did you come to watch the meteor shower, too?”
She shook her head. “That’s not really what’s happening. I came to watch the stars die.”

in his veins the magic flows through the rivers an through the lakes but do not forsake he s the one with keys to the golden gates he see your truth and knows your lies just one puff blows through your disguise then your wells well soon run dry kings and queens well give there lives and offer the dragon there sweetest pies never fear his horns and bite if your intentions are for peace and love the rain well fall from the heavens above