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Dornish Bastard May 2015
No memories
No triggers
No other reason for my tears

Just one guitar
Just one voice
Just the music in my ears
Have you ever heard a song (for the first time) and it was just so beautiful that it made you cry? I have. Many times. This time it was 'Let It Go' by James Bay.
Dornish Bastard May 2015
I was afraid to let you in.
You had no clue of what I hid.
Perhaps you fell for the idea of love
But I couldn't be the person you fancied.
And when I let you see who I truly was
You spat out your words like acid.
...
"I don't know you anymore."
You never really did.
To the friend who expected more than I could give.

The poem looks like a jar with the title. :D
Dornish Bastard May 2015
White dress brushes snow,
Hair as red as weirwood leaves.
The wedding proceeds.

White branches reach out,
Leaves as ****** as its tears.
The wooden face weeps.

White smiles show malice,
Darker than her deepest fears.
Tonight she won't sleep.
Three haikus. Sansa Stark married Ramsay ******* Bolton. Hate that guy.
Dornish Bastard May 2015
Your nickname for me would sound wrong from another's lips.
Quick 10W.
Dornish Bastard May 2015
I heard silence...

In the seconds before I started
In the spaces between my heartbeats
In the breaths I held 'til words were said
I heard silence before secrets were revealed

I hear silence...

In the aftermath of a loud fight
In the emptiness filling my heart
In the vacant space they are leaving behind
I hear silence while I'm falling apart

I'll hear silence...

In the dark as I decide I'm done
In the calm caused by feeling nothing
In the air when my last breath is gone
I'll hear silence after I'm finished living

I was silent** before they thought to listen
I am silent while I decide to just surrender
I'll be silent after I'm forgotten
I'll stay silent 'til I'm the dust making stars flicker
After countless revisions and edits. I'm actually happy to post this. Feedback, please? :D
Dornish Bastard May 2015
Light expels darkness
But shadows emerge from light.
Always conflicting.
Melisandre inspired this. 10W/Haiku attempt.
Dornish Bastard May 2015
By a kitten's innocence,
A boy was fascinated.
"She hasn't met the world,"
The boy said.

"Have you met the world?"
Asked his brother.
"I know of killers and thieves,"
Was the boy's answer.

Not of sights, adventures,
Of love, life and its secrets.
By the world's cruelty,
A boy was disenchanted.
Inspired by an exchange I witnessed. Nonverbatim.
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