Nightmare Stories – Poem

Every night they haunted me

Stories that didn’t exist

Stories that I refused to make

That was trapped inside my mind

Only at night did their powers awaken


With control over my body,

they made me walk the night

Scream the night

Never giving me rest

Only when I finally wrote them into existence

Sealing them in ink and paper

Did they vanish from my dreams

Giving space for new ones

New stories to be made

Alone I Stand and Alone I will Remain – Poem

With all my great capacity to imagine and convey the fantastic; why can’t I imagine someone sitting next to me? What she would be like; what she would look like?

Am I incapable of seeing another person in my life? Or perhaps that person doesn’t simply exist; the one to make me whole, the one to support me and always be by my side?

I’m destined to be alone for I’m an egoist. Not capable of love. Not capable of showing affection. Only when I change will that person materialize before me. Only then will I meet her, the one, the one destined for one another.

Day 6 (Final): Lord Avos – Poem

He is the creator of all that is good

And all that is evil

The caster of doubt

The Lord that cast us away


Though, in his infinite wisdom

Gave us a way to repent

Gave us strengths to survive


We are the children of Avos

The strength,

the mind

and soul of Avos

The manifest of his very being into our world


One day he will take us back

Back to his kingdom

When we have repented

When we have been judged worthy to stand by his side once more

At the eternal kingdom of light

Of happiness

And contempt.


Read the short story the poetry is based on here

Day 5: The Beacons of Light – Poem

It is unmistaken

The significance they have among our people

Though they are not of my kind

– In fact, they are of the kind I used to trust the least –

They are the strength that guides us

Keeps us together

The brother and the sister

The strength of Avos


Read the short story the poetry is based on here

Day 4: Horrid Creatures – Poem

A creature so horrid, so deformed, that it could not possibly exist in this world.

Yet, such a creature lay before me, still withering in its deathly spasms

Though its body was grotesque – its meat was plentiful

I had many reservations eating such a thing

Not only of its hideous appearance,

its rat-like tail and gruesome fangs,

And gruesome fangs,

but also for what it had devoured before its capture


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And read the short story the poetry is based on here

Day 3: Luminescent Plants – Poem

All natural light is gone,

Save for a speck of precious yellow glow in the distance

Streaking between the branches above

Yet, the forest is illuminated

Glowing in different shades of purple

Some in light blue

Like a cave

I do not dare to stare directly at these luminescent plants

Who knows what they are made of

What they are capable of


Read the short story the poetry is based on here

Day 2: Land of Horrors – Poem

A few of us died today

Their faces twisted

Their skin bloated

One can only imagine the horrors they experienced before they drew their last breath

But I choose not to


Read the short story the poetry is based on here

Day 1: First Step – Poem

I never believed I would survive thus far

Nor did I have any notion of surviving henceforth

For the vast purple gloom that stretched before us

And the horrors that had befallen us before

Seethed away my sanity

Yet, we pressed on

From sheer desperation

To utter despair

We pressed on


Read the short story the poetry is based on here

A Fictional Journal Written in Poetic Verse – Writer’s Update

Poems are usually inspired by what you observe, or the emotions that you feel, from real life. But I have discovered, for a while now, that you can create beautiful poems from your imagination, as well. My fantasy world, for instance, is rich in conflict and varied in environments, so I figured I’d create fictional poems about the Universe of ‘The Book of Legacy’.

I experimented at first with regular poems, but it gradually developed into a hybrid between a fictional journal and fiction poetry. Basically, it was a journal written in poetic verse.

I put it up on and people seemed to like it. But they found it hard to read more than a few verses at the time, for such is the nature of poetry, to be read and absorbed one at the time. So, I decided to make it entirely into a fictional journal about an important event from the lore of ‘The book of Legacy’. An event that happened long before the era that my novel takes place in.

However, I very much like my poems, so while I’m polishing the short story journal, I will post some of the verses that are as vague as I could make them – so to not spoil anything.

I purposely left out key facts to add to the mystery and the intrigue of the story, but some things will be explained in the fictional journal once it’s finished – but not everything. I want to leave room for the readers to imagine themselves what really happened without making it confusing and convoluted.

Anyway, I hope that you will enjoy my little experiment and I would appreciate any feedback along the way.

Life’s Work – Poetry Fiction

Fire rained over her head; sparkles of light glistering as the gears crashed against one another. Her life’s work all in ruin.

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