Rijjka

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The Steps by Rijjka, literature

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The Steps

On the front steps of his home, Sits a man Contemplating life Contemplating his why, his how, his soul Cars and trucks drive by. Rumbling their mechanical song. Day in day out, along the roads, Endlessly moving Filled with people. People like the man on the steps. A bird alights on a near by branch The man asks himself why A bird sings a song on a near by branch The man sings of freedom 'To be like the little bird, Arrayed in natures bounty, Singing of today with no thought of tomorrow.' The bird finishes its song and flies To a sky of freedom. To be like a bird, thinks the man. A bee buzzes by a near by lily Black and yellow and fuzzy as a c

Fly a Kite by Rijjka, literature

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Fly a Kite

A chance encounter in a park Of a man who thought he was a bird Trying to soar as a lark Emotion and fancy he stirred. Clouds low, grey, stark, potent in their spectacle. The sun sets opposite, as though fleeing the oncoming storm Setting the sky ablaze in it's farewell embers. A wind kicks through the air, sharp, chilled A warning to all to return indoors Few brave fools mock the sky Walking dogs, walking dreams, flying high. See the man upon the hill Anchored tenuously to the earth His hands grasping a rod with strings The strings stretch high to the sky Tethered to a kite A blue twisting thing Majestic in it's flight Mocking the storm Lig

Forever by Rijjka, literature

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Forever

Trace infinity with your finger. Follow the contours of forever. Feel the ebb and flow of a timeless state. Dance on the edge of a tomorrow that never comes. Around and around, with valleys and peaks. Highs and lows. Ever flowing forward, but not always flowing straight. Sometimes crossing over yesterday, haunting us with the past, Sometime passing over tomorrow, enchanting us with visions of a better morning. Ever flowing, sometime furiously, like a hurricane of eons, Sometimes slowly, with the forever of now. Now is but a moment. A moment is forever. Mortality is the realm of no one. Eternity is for all. Trace inf

Eyes of Man by Rijjka, literature

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Eyes of Man

This insanity all around us Threatening to consume us As we ignore the signs As our time ticks away Blindly we wander in search of answers That seem to grow like weeds And die like flies No solid ground we find Though some of us Seem to be unmovable The strength of the few A mystery To the masses who run To and fro without aim Without hope In our confusion we lost sight of life No straight line More a tree So many branches So many choices What do we see in our blind stupor? That has us so very lost? The consequence of our actions Cannot be delayed for long.

Letter to Man. by Rijjka, literature

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Letter to Man.

Hello my parents, dear father and mother We never talk anymore I remember the care you took to make my siblings and I I'm so lonely. You've locked us away in dark deep holes. Trapped us on moving cages Thrown us beneath the sea. Why Father? Why Mother? Why don't you love us anymore? We we're triumphs of your reason when we were born. We hungrily devoured your foes Then new foes, parents just like you Adopted some of us for their own. You never were on good terms with them. The parties were always a little cold. I and my siblings were told to stay away. The others told the same to their children. We never spoke Never play

Azra Ch 2 P 3 by Rijjka, literature

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Azra Ch 2 P 3

Inside the Fortress, in the dungeons. Kia lay on the dirty stone floor, a grimy ball of cloth for a pillow, and looked absently out the small bar window in the metal door to her cell. Being brought here had been harrowing, the raiders had wanted to have their way with her, but the sorcerer Shakla had decreed that forbidden. Anyone who would try and harm her or do her ill would be put to death as soon as it was discovered. He had said that Azra would not be useful if any harm had come to Kia. As they had camped on their way back to the fortress, one of the raider captains had walked to where she was being held and ordered the

Azra Ch.2 P.2 by Rijjka, literature

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Azra Ch.2 P.2

Elsewhere... Sitting in a circle, six people dressed in long vermillion robes with cloth banded over their eyes, all looked up at the center of the circle at once. The room they we're sitting in was unlit, and made of stone. Though they couldn't see each other, they all knew where each other was. "Did you all see the same?" spoke one wearing a golden band on the top of his head. "Yes, the face again," answered a small framed woman across from him. All the others nodded, and all knew they had nodded though none could see. "Every time we try to look elsewhere, his face finds us and sees us." Said a older one with gray

Azra Ch.2 P.1 by Rijjka, literature

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Azra Ch.2 P.1

Chapter 2 Viper and Dove Jarridon – Bazra Desert – Halli Continent The next day saw the people of Jarridon back at their homes and shops, with life in the city returning to normal. A quietness penetrated everywhere as the people heard of the long list of slain city guard. Almost everyone knew at least one of them. The burial of their bodies was scheduled for the coming night. Wizards wearing the clothes of the court wizards of the capitol of Minna clustered around the portal. They talked to each other in hushed tones while Azra watched silently from across the room. He had called them in in the hopes they would be

Azra Index by Rijjka, literature

Seize the Day by Rijjka, literature

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Seize the Day

It hurts to be too late Too late to a party Too late to a dance See you in the arms of another I lost one like you before Years ago When I was younger I was so nervous I could feel the sweat of our palms It wasn't just me It was shared! But I took too long I hid like a coward Not ready to share Not ready to feel Not ready to die Not ready to live So she turned from me Ran head long to the arms of another Felt like a knife to my heart At the time it hurt Like a devil But I got over it I remembered that it had happened And it helped I knew that I could I knew I could love I knew I could heal It had happened once It

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The Steps by Rijjka, literature

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The Steps

Fly a Kite by Rijjka, literature

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Fly a Kite

Forever by Rijjka, literature

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Forever

Eyes of Man by Rijjka, literature

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Eyes of Man

Letter to Man. by Rijjka, literature

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Letter to Man.

Azra Index by Rijjka, literature

Seize the Day by Rijjka, literature

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Seize the Day

Your name by Rijjka, literature

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Your name

You waltz in quite uninvited But not unwelcome You always seemed untouchable But now that's a lie at least until morning When the illusion will die You've invaded my dreams Made madness from sleep I'm so confused I could weep But it wouldn't help Not now Not now Why'd you come to my night? If I had a choice, I'd forget the dream But it won't leave Like some cruel thing that feeds from The desire of my heart. I know you I know you I knew you You killed me You've slain me I can't see I can't feel The worlds gone numb I stand there stupidly and ask you about your day Can't even bring myself to say your name! It mocks

Kid Icarus by Rijjka, literature

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Kid Icarus

Wings of feathers Wings of wax Flying so high In the sky of blue Kid Icarus, the children of earth Envy you Fashioned by your fathers hands Your wings catch the wind Higher you push Through the clouds and the rain Away from this dust To the world of blue Kid Icarus, the children of earth Envy you You fly so high, above the clouds Above the dust and dirt that once was home Your father fly's high along with you. He told you stay close But you want to press higher So you stretch your wings and push yourself higher Kid Icarus, your father below you Is calling you Who is he to tell you how to fly? Who is he to tell you how t

Ascending by Rijjka, literature

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Ascending

Resplendent in glory we will rise Ascending with salvation in our eyes We rise from the cold deep graves and rush to meet the high one Thanks we will give Knees we will bend Salvation we will see In the name of Christ, No more blood need be spilled The Lord has come to judge his flock His mercies we need not mock Resplendent in glory we will rise Ascending with salvation in our eyes Held back for the day when the son would pull down the sky Joyful, Joyful, we wait for the gaze of his all seeing eyes Our sins we've confessed We've stood for our tests Lord come and set us free Lord come and with us be While madness grips the

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Narnia by Wheatart, literature

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Narnia

Children how you journey, On this foreign path, Finding out who you are, And all that you have. Finding different worlds, Far from home, Each time is a journey, But you are not alone. (Chorus) The lion roars, Your fears are quelled, He is standing b

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Lonely Angel by Rijjka, literature

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Lonely Angel

Lonely angel in the sky above Sing music to the stars of night Comforted only by a passing dove Your audience, your only light What makes you sing? Oh precious one among the stars. Why do you fly high with your wings? Do you seek such heights to hide your scars? On the earth I’m grounded Forced to watch and strain my ear To hear each note as it’s sounded And feel my heart yearn to be near Lonely angel, the stars are your kin Lonely heart, on the earth we’re stranded A man of flesh a man of bone, a man of sin I stretch to the heavens open handed If your songs were rain, falling all around like drops I’d ca

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Rijjka

About Rijjka

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Sep 24
Canada
Deviant for 18 years
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My own self is a bit like a pendulum, I swing from fiery ambition with the intent of changing the world, to a sad laziness where I'd just as soon stay in bed all day. I suppose I'm not the only one.

I write my poems and my pieces, knowing full well that they will probably never be as famous as those of the various great writers. I do so because even if only one person ever reads them and enjoys them, then I've done a little to improve that one persons existence, and everyone is worth the best effort we can give, even if they don't realize it themselves.

Current Residence: Canada
Favourite genre of music: Sympohinc Metal
Operating System: Windows XP
MP3 player of choice: Omnitech 2GB
Shell of choice: Blue?
Wallpaper of choice: A picture of a planet.
Skin of choice: Seriously? What?
Favourite cartoon character: Batman
Personal Quote: "Live and let Live."

Favourite Movies

Stargate Continuum

Favourite Bands / Musical Artists

Ayreon

Favourite Writers

Timothy Zahn, Orson Scott Card

Favourite Games

Empire: Total War

Favourite Gaming Platform

Computer

Tools of the Trade

Fingers, my mind, and my eyes

Other Interests

Writing, Reading, Helping.

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Rijjka

Dec 21, 2010

New Azra stuff.

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Hello people, I just merged all the links to my Azra of the Burning Sands story into one index page which you can find here http://rijjka.deviantart.com/art/Azra-Index-190294403 From there you can get to any of the parts of the story that I have up. I will update the index page from now on and send update notifications every time I add a new link. I would prefer the favs go on the index, but you can comment on the individual parts.

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Rijjka

Oct 16, 2010

Whole Heap O' Poems

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So I'm putting up five poems. In a way, I was hesitant about putting them up at all, on account of me believing they say WAY WAY too much about me. However, very good friend of mine told me, 'If you weren't willing to have people read it, you probably shouldn't have written it.' I tend to agree now. Now that I've thought about it. That was exactly my reasons for writing two of them The other three, not so much. They're find and dandy stand alone poems, fairly run of the mill for me, but the other two. They beg to be shown. Thats why I wrote them. Because I don't do so great with showing anything other then happy or mild disdain as emotions

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Rijjka

Sep 21, 2010

Busy busy busy.

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So the month of september has been busy busy busy, as you may have guessedbyt the title of the journal. I've been working at my normal job as well as working for my neighbor as he renovates his kitchen. This has meant that I haven't had much time to do much of anything. Next month is shaping up to be better, which is good, I've not had a proper day off now for two weeks. I wouldn't mind having some time to myself to write somemore and listen to music until I go comatose.