The Fall of Kingdom of Aysteria (Something different)

  • NB: This is something different, and something that is not shared often. Its writing about my world, the world I grew up in called Fer’me-leae’sa which in my own language means Familiar. I never share these stories often… 🙂 but I have this one stuck in my head lately and its stopping me from writing other things! So I thought I would share it. Kind of like when you have a song stuck in your head I guess!
    Words of a Mystic
    Sun and Moon 894

    It began with a whisper
    A whisper in the wind
    It was a whisper of change
    Of a shift in the sands of time.

    I did not really know at first,
    What it was that I was hearing,
    But I felt it… I did,
    Cold…
    Tearful…
    Sorrowful.

    I sometimes ponder,
    If I spent longer trying listen,
    Could I have changed what happened?
    Change history… the world?
    Though I know those thoughts are wasted…
    With the times that are now here,

    What I heard those days so long ago,
    Was of the fall,
    The fall of The Great Kingdom of Aysteria.
    It was a nation that once stood proud,
    And it was one of the oldest to have ever stood,
    Older than the Gods some would say,
    And some,
    Even older than time itself.

    For you see I am a mystic,
    There not so many of us now…
    Many of the orders vanished,
    And a just a few of us practice our craft.

    What it was that I heard,
    At least I know now,
    Were the whispers of the dead
    Their sorrowful cries and tears…

    But it wasn’t tears of sorrow from the Aysterians…
    But of the people who were about to attack them,
    The Dehean people, once so happy…
    Now those of dark hearts.

    For you see the once great God Obleku,
    Felt such jealousy in his heart,
    Jealousy of realms that his brothers and sisters guided.

    However since the Gods would loose their powers,
    For attacking another God,
    He poured his hate,
    Corruption…
    Jealousy,
    Sorrow…
    Into the realm of which he guided.

    He told them for so long,
    Such dark things about the lands beyond…
    He filled them with such hatred,
    Lust for blood.

    And it was this that I was hearing,
    As the once happy people cried,
    For the world they use to know…
    But could barely remember now.

    Now that the Great Kingdom of Aysteria has fallen
    The future for the rest of the world is unknown,
    However I do know that the lust for pain,
    And the jealousy that I heard….
    All those days ago…
    Is something that does not go away,
    I am sure their will be more blood…
    And that many more nations will fall.

    ~~


    June 29th, 2011 | Matty Angel | 1 Comment |

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Matty is a 36 year old girl who is an Autistic Poet, Writer and Artist and lives alone in Christchurch New Zealand with a kitty! Matty has given many talks on autism and about being unique in a world that's often not accepting, Matty has also engaged with artist and worked on Art projects Matty usually works on an Art project at the same time as a writing one! This means posts can be a bit delayed!

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  • starry 06.29.2011

    The fight for good over evil is constantly being fought matty….. all through history, bad aggressive people have attacked those with more peaceful intentions!
    But the good do not really change their own thoughts or actions, to become or support the ways of the aggressor’s……
    Often the supposed conqueror’s are never happy with their gains….. and so want to take over the world….. history shows these types of people, make lots of very dead followers of their own need to be famous,repected,feared etc by dominating others!!
    A different story matty but one that urges people to think about the subject you raise by printing them……. 🙂

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