Garm´s Poem´s

Moonlight shines over a gravestone
with its silvery gloomy Ghastly light
were now a man stands in mourning
over one that is lost eternaly for him
while the ghastly moon now broods
over him

Eternal tears of sorrow fall down his cheeks
while he stands there over the gravestone
forever she will be dead and gone and soon
her memorie will be forgotten by everyone
while she slumbers in her eternal sleep she
will fall into oblivion

dead and forgotten by everyone not even hell
will remember her name that once was said by
so meny has gotten into oblivion and into a
Darkned pit of Black emptyness she will forever
soar in the Ghastly wings of Oblivion

Yearning

A Man Is Standing
By The Wast Shore
Of The Ocean Looking
At Its Wast Leanght

If Only He Had Wings
So He Could Fly Out And
Visit All His Friends
Out In The Wast World

The Shape Of A Man
Or More Say A Siluete
Of A Man All Coverd
In Black By The Light
Of The Sunset

Long Hair Is Rustling
In The Brease And He
Looks At The Curents
And The Waves Crashing
Into The Land

As If He Is Longing
With All His Soul As
He Looks Out In The
Wide Ocean And Knows
There Is Nothing He Can
Do

It Is Like A Black Shadow
Souronds His Heart And
Holds It With An Iron Grip
Of Sorrow And Loss

And He Turns And Walks
Back Home Pleased That
He Has Looked Into His
Own Mind And He Goes
By A Dog Everytime Before
He Gets Home And Pets It

That Is His Rutine In
His Life Goes Too The
Shore Looks Out To
The Far Horizons With
A Yearning In His Heart
Too Meet All His Friends

But He Cant Leave His
Place Becurse He Is
Loved And Charised By
Meny Here To And So
He Srays Put In This
Little Island

But Everyday He Thinks
About His Friends And
Hopes That Everybody
Is Well And That Life Is
Good And Giving As It
Is For Himself

Funeral MoonLight

The Moon Shines Bright
And Its Light Reflects
In The Black Ocean Bed
And Its Light Glimers In
The Dark Ocean Bed

And In The Black Horizon
The Stars Are Blazing
Like Little Angels In
The Black Horizon

And The Mountains
Are Like Dark Shadows
That Are Towering
Over The Village At
Its Vast Feet

And In The Moonlight
Everything Turns to
GRAY And Gloomy And
Grim To Look At In The
Depressive Gloom Of
The Funeral Moonlight

And Death Looks Down
On All The Living Things
With A Gloomy Stare As
He Sees The
Funeral Moonlight

And His Eyes Has A
Grim Stare On That
Is Shimmering In
The Moonlight That
Make His Eyes
White As He Looks
Down On All The
Living

And The Funeral MoonLight
Shines On All The Graves
Of All The Dead And Gone
Whit A Silverish Shine On
All The Tomb Stones In
The Cemetery Were All
The Dead Are Gatherd

And Death Looks At All
The Dead Whit A Satisfied
Smile On His Lips As The
Day Light Arives And The
Light Of The Funeral Moon
Is Gone And Death Precents
With It To

Fields Of Snow

Snow Is Falling So
Gentle And Softly On
The Ground In The
Wintery Night And
Stars Are Glimmering
In The Frost That
Is Covering The Ground

And In The Silence
Of The Winter Night
Stars Are Glimering
On The Horizon High
As Small Diamonds Of
Multible Colours

And In The Silence
Of The The Soul
Can Atleast Rest In
Peace While The Snow
Is Ever So Gently Falling
Down On The Ground
And Everybody So Camly
Look Out Of The Window
After The Ever So Gently
Falling snow

And The Snow Falkes Are
Like Crystal Flowers Of
Every Kind That Falls Down
Ever So Gently And Fills The
Ground Whit A Clean White
Carpet In The Winter Night

And Every Mans Sind
Is Cowerd By This Carpet
Of White Snow And The
Soul Is Filled Whit Calm
And Peace Heavenly Peace
Becurse The Soul Has Been
Cleansed Of All Evil Doings
And The Heart Is As White
And As Beautyful As The
Carpet Of snow And Is
Burning Whit A New Flame
Of Might And Power And
Visdom.

In The Night

In the dark i walk alone
and i look into the heavens
and see the stars ablaze in
the heavens and the wind
is cold and crisp goes into
skin and bones but the stars
shine whit meny coulours
red blue and green and i smile
as i watch watch their glimmering
play over the heavens

and then comes a cloud a snow cloud
and the snow just so gently falls on the
ground like a carpet of feathers and
the snow flakes look like ice flowers and
they so gently fall into a white carpet outside
the ground the carpet gets thicker and i look at
the ground as the carpet of whit just goes on and
on throught the nature and the way of our house

and the the fur trees have a cowering of snow
on them that make them look like they are
coverd by feathers and ice flowers and i smile
out to the weater and feel the could wind bite my
ears as i look into the heavens i see a lone star

Stakala stjørnan are a lonely star as i spot it
i wish a wish as i look onto its beautyful play of
coulours and think hm and we are not alowed to
say no while its upp that its its name after the
lonly once that do have no place to come in to
and it stands as a mark that the lonly can come
in and have a warn nice place to stey in but i have
never been lonly in my life so i think while i look at
the star why am i so glad hm to see this star

becrse it was in the past and noone looks at it now
as then now its only a beautyful joel to be rememberd
and not to to be forgotten

Wow......that's deep man...

That was amazing work you just did......how long did it take for you to do this? It is really good.

um yeah, this is over a long time, but each poem took me about 15 min, to 10 min to do, so not that long a time, i must say.

The Crying Soul

when somebody is born
everything is so beautyfull
and everything you do is so
innocent your life is blooming

but sudenly comes
one helish herb
in o your heart
and your changed from
a goodman to a
greedy and powersick human

and your inner soul did
know that it was wrong
but your heart was so black
and darkned as an stone of ibenholt

but inside yourself
your soul is screaming
but you cant hear its
pain and torment of
your greedyness

your heart is so cold as ice
and so black as the blackest night

but the soul is still the same
as where born and it
is tearing your soul apart it
is like a wound who never
heals

and the soul knows
that it is condemned
to everlasting oblivion
not even heaven or hell
knows that it has been here
on earth

and blood tears are running
down her chins of this deep
sorrow the sorrow knows no
bounderies within his soul
becurse she is forgotten
by everyone also by his
dear ones

and in his death
he did see in to the
everlasting darkness
inn to oblivion that
his soul now will be
roaming forever in
oblivions darkest
empire

and in oblivions empire
he will forever be forgotten
by his nearest ones even by
his mother and father has
forgotten the pressence of
their son it is like he never
was born

everthing was so beautyfull
and good but it shuldent last
becurse of the blackest of the
blackest sorrows that annybody
could have through out his
entire life

therefore the soul was so
witherd of this sorrow that
it laid itself to die of its bane
wounds of sorrows

forever in oblivions darkest
empire will the crying soul
roam and never ever again
be in the rememberance
of annybody

(I dont know why I cant shake the feeling that the poem is pointed towards me...)

(why do you say that)

(Thats the point I dont really know. But great job on it. Where do you get your inspiration to write these? You should get these published by some one.)

theyre just in my head

(Sweet.)

this is to a Friend, that has passed away.

Oh how I first rememberd the first time
when we did meet in Metal Forever
and we talked metal and metal only
we were like soul brothers you and I
that time will never escape my mind
my dear and truest friend

Oh why Oh why did you have to go
like that I had so meny words that
I wanted to say to you there are so
meny words lost and my soul is in pain
you were like a light in my days so dark
but even a candle in the wind must come
to its end eventualy

there are so meny words I wanted to say
my soul just witherd away when I got the
news three years ago now that you had
passed away and my light forever was
taken away from me the sadest thing was
I could nevere say goodbye to you and
say how much I realy cared about you

I was shooked the day I got the news
that you had died in a car axident I
dident even cry I dident know what to
do so here is my memorian my true
soul brother one thing I know is that
your memorie will forever be imprinted in
my heart and soul and body as long as
this heart beets in my chest

I Will Nerver Forget What You Was For Me My Friend.

Awe man....sorry about your loss.
I dont think it is in my right to ask. But when did it happen?

its three years ago now but it still hurts inside

I am sorry friend. I know how that feels...I lost a friend a little over a week ago.
All I can do is remember him now.

ah sorry to hear that my friend

Yeah...Well I am ready to post after you are ready to...dont rush

THE OLD FOREST

In The Eldar Forest
All The Trees Are So
Alive And More Lush
And Green And Tick
In Their Ever So Green
Crowns Of Leaves

And As The Water Flows
Away From The Valey Of
Trees And Flowers As It
Runs Away Into The Abyss
Of The Crystal Light That
Shines With All The Rainbows
Light

As I Look At The Big
Wast Valey With All
Its Colours How It Is
So Alive And The River
Snakes Its Way Down
The Valey

And I Look Up To The Sky
How Beautiful Its Blue
Colour Is And Realy How
Azure Blue Its Almost Like
To Look Into A Lake Of
Tears

And As The Darkness Falls
The Flowers Fall Asleep In
The Night And The Stars
Come To Life And Are Blazing
In The Northen Sky With Its
White Blue Red Gleam
Sparkling

And All The Night Creatures
Came Back To Life And Walk
In The Dark Winderness And
The Water Is Alight In The
Silvery Light Of The Moon
And The Stream Is Like A
Silvery Snake In The Ground
As The Moon Shines Down To
The Ground And Does The Stones
Silvery And White In Its Bathing Of
The Ground

And As The Sun Comes Up
The Sky Turns To Violet And
Orange And Dark Green And
The Clouds Were Red And
Orange As The Sun Came
Higher Up The Day Was In
Its Full Bloom Again In The
Eldar Forest

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