Three Limericks

I have been writing a modern-day fiction story called "The Chronicles of Chen-Sing", and while I'm not posting it on here at the moment, I am posting three limericks in the story.  They have a good deal to do with the changing of my protagonist, Ayden, but they aren't the main thrust of the novel.

To gold, men’s hearts to bind,

But true life, in that they shall not find,

Kings and lords,                             

Fight with glistening swords,

But life, true life, upon them shall never be shined.

A golden key will unlock a life,

Set him free from worldly strife,

A golden key not of man’s gold,

For that can be bought and sold,

For this golden key is far beyond value money or fife.

Doubt not that this is the right,

Come into the light,

Darkness will seek,

Its flaming wreak,

But be strong, see what is true through new sight.

I hope you enjoyed them, later I'll post the story that they are in, once it is edited and all of that.

~The WordWeaver

Sunset's Rise

Sunsets never rise,

Truth is never told in lies.

Time is never in reverse,

There never was a real pirate's curse.

Goblins and Dwarves, Fairies and Elves,

They are nothing more but mere words upon the shelves.

Sunsets never rise,

Truth is never told in lies.

Yet what if, what if legends were something more?

What if they came to life and upon the winds they could soar?

Youth would take up arms and battle for the side of good,

In battle, men and elves would stand together... if only they could.

Kings would rise and defeat the Dark,

Speech would be given to the dove and the lark.

What is wrong with this?

To my youthful, ready eyes, it seems a golden bliss.

I have been told sunsets never rise,

Truth is never told in lies,

But what if - what if the sunsets did rise?

And truth was hidden deep within lies?

What if?

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Tell me what you think of the poem.  Rather elementary, I should say, but if you have any critique, I would love to here it!

~The WordWeaver