the goddess of warriors and her husband has spoken

teryel's child. any//all,he//him. minor. living amazigh mythology reference.

[anzaar-s-poet]

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[annabelle--cane]

the first law of tragedies: the end is already written and inevitable. the second law of tragedies: your actions are all your own and you can choose to get off this ride whenever you want. the third law of tragedies: we both know that you are never going to do that.

[lithium-poet]

on friendship

text: my own private idaho (1991), painting: vincent van gogh, the yellow house, 1888 // vincent van gogh, shoes, 1888 // vincent van gogh's letter to paul gauguin, october 1888 // text: aristotle, painting: pinterest // @dacuslucy // erica mao // henri de toulouse-lautrec, the two friends, 1894 // @brain--rott // @kafk-a // anne magill, smitten //@honeytuesday // albert camus

[anzaar-s-poet]

Was I ever an option

Or just a hobby?

That's what I think everytime

The dearests to my heart

Finds somebody new.

Paranoia and jealousy,

Those are the demons haunting me.

I imagine things and think they are real,

A cruel curse from which I'll never heal.

[anzaar-s-poet]

savior of those who beg

women came crying to you, oh goddess

boys would beg for your help, oh ogres

no guilty men can tame you

they had no clue

why you were so violent?

that only with the innocent

you were to be patient

you lost your love to animalhood

thinking that if he wanted to, he would

but deep down you knew it wasn't his fault

just another victim of men's assault

so you save those in need

punish those who committed bad deed

in the greatest darkness, none of your children know you bleed.

[anzaar-s-poet]

judged war god

great agurzil, undefeated warrior god

tell me why everyone has been told

that none of your soldiers die

and that no enemy you let pass by

not because of your want of bloodshed

or to always be two steps ahead

but because you feel the sharp eyes of your love

counting the hurt fighters from above