the place where noble people live. a fortress. a place where everyone is safe and comfortable, or at least that’s the illusion. there is no place safer or more dangerous. you expect safety and let your guard down. this is it.
Madison
castles in the air. i built a lot of those when i was a kid. never did like the image though. i tended to build cottages instead, where everything and everyone was cozy. castles are cold and excruciatingly sad, it seems to me. people have a habit of getting beheaded in them.
Allegra
Castles are magical structures that housed royalty in ancient times. Home to princesses, dragons, kings and queens, castles are forever a part of story time. Atleast my five year old sure thinks so, but as do I.
How could I not think, not long for, the castle which was my home? How could I just abandon i? I must hold fast and stay strong.
Muddypawprints
i don’t live in a castle. but there is one next door. it looks like hogwarts. but it isn’t. might as well be. the castle is beautiful. it has beautiful towers and extravagent architecture. i live next door to a castle…
amazing, the life i want to have. a beautiful castle with turrets and moats and drawbridges. and i would live in the tallest one, and watch the world go on around the castle and laugh, but i wouldn’t be penned in, i would enjoy the freedom of the best dream life ever, no stress.and life would be wondrously beautiful
I resided in the throne room, swirling my chalice of red wine in my hand. The jester kneeled before me, his bobbled bells dancing above the cobblstone floor. Entertaining was his life. Now it would be his death.
“Bring in the Lions.” I cried in a bored voice.
I wonder what else is on.
Mike Thompson
It was a shining castle. Knights in the trees. All around. The grass was green and the sky blue and the crime had yet to be finished. The man swooshed in, past the dragon, and he did not deflower the virgin, as the old story goes, but he rapes her. he rapes her and the birds sing outside. It’s not a happy ending.
eeepa
Castles made of sand
are washed away by the sea.
Lyrics in a song are
a simple analogy
Just like Ozymandias
and other kings the world has brought
Your castle wont last a lifetime
Your castle, will sit and rot.
Everyone always says, “Oh Paige, I just love your house! It’s so big and nice!”
With this, I think of the noises we sometimes here at night, the shadows, humming in empty rooms, the smell of perfume out of now where. They say we have ghosts, I’d buy that.
The only way I know how to respond without looking completely insane, “Trust me, it ain’t no castle.”
You’re my knight
dressed in silver armor
facing any danger
to defend my honor.
After you battle countless evils,
always the conquerer.
And to the victor goes the spoils,
You perch me atop your steed
in front of your warm body,
as we gallop off into the woods
to our castle, to home.
there is a castle on a cloud.
i like to go there in my sleep.
arent any floors for me to sweep.
not in my castle on a cloud.
there is a room thats full of toys.
there are a hundred boys and girls.
pArMiDa EnKeShAfI
A kiss upon the shoulder,
Grants entry into my castle.
So simple this bequest,
But you should know –
You’ll be imprisoned in fear
And darkness. You’ll find no rest.
He hated that castle with every fiber of his being.
That was the place Vlad had tried to clone him. That was the place that the cheese-head had attempted to steal his mom. That was the place where Plasmius had tried to kill him numerous times.
It was a place of destruction, a place of danger. It was a place of anger, frustration, and fear.
It was the place of one of the most disastrous events that occurred, or at least, it did to him, in another time line.
The view from my window is old. This world I live in is old. We call our homes castles, and castles are old too. I don’t pretend to love what I see out my window. I just accept it. And I guess it’s alright for now.
And there she sat, gazing outu into the dreary sky. The girl who lived in the castle. The princess. The blessed. And here she was, trying to decide if the fall from her tower would actually kill her or just make a bigger mess of things. A man’ home is his castle. And this was not her home.
Madison
I want to live in a caste. I want to be a princess. I want to feel beautiful and smile and feel the love.
I want to remember my childhood dreams. I want to be that girl again, the girl who thinks she’s a princess who can do anything.
I wonder what that girl would think about this girl.
That thought scares me.
Lilah
I be the king of my castle. anywhere i appear i am the king here i reign wherever i lay my fittet hat. i go back and forth like porch swings doing different things and go around jumping having fun i fall out at times but damn…can i just have my own nontangile forever sourounding castle..yes I ..I am the castle.
I once lived in a castle. It was by a lake and was overlooking it on a cliff. It had the best view from the bedroom. One morning I looked into the lake and noticed someone swimming. It was a handsome man whom i had never seen before in my life, but he did look a little bit familiar. Before I knew it, I was outside in my robe and went to confront the man for trespassing. He didn’t hear me shouting at first, but after I threw a couple of rocks into the water he started swimming towards the shore. As he got out, I was caught off guard as to how handsome this man was. He was tall and fit, with a smile that had me staring with my mouth wide open.
vika havili
A dream made in the form of a castle. If there was any structure that could stand tall and proud, it was this one place. At least, it used to be. Now the halls are empty, and no one wants to explore the ancient walls again.
Amanda
The castle perched at one edge of the cliff, waiting for sunrise. Magnus climbed the east wall in anticipation as the sun broke the horizon line and shattered the last of the ink black sky.
House where princess Live. Big moot surrounds it with aligators. Knights in armor surround the castle.
linette armstrong
A castle is a great place to have a good time and to fantasize about the lives of Kings and Queens. A magical place where your wildest imagination can come true in your mind. A castle has a very mystical feel to it.
E.
How I dreamed of living in a castle. It’s halls buzzing with activity and talk and laughter. I dreamed of a handsome prince falling in love with me and asking me to be his wife. Ah, the dreams of childhood!
spartica
Castles are where princesses live! A lot of the disney castles look the same in movies…I wonder why Cinderella is the most famous. Fairytales <3
castle. castling. chess. game. life’s just a game. so don’t take it too seriously. live. laugh. love. be bold. dare to be yourself. who cares what others think. what was I talking about? oh yeah. castles…
i do want a castle
and a carriage…
or just a house
and a car.
it doesn’t really matter
as long as it’s apart
of what makes me feel whole
and start to feel complete
because where i stand right now
is just on two little feet.
the surroundings and my traffic
are courtesy of someone else.
i have little independence
except for treadmill treks of strength.
it’s like rehab but with obstacles
and a frequent monkey wrench.
but it’s what lets me know i’m on my way
to days with much better health.
in my next new place
on my brand new street
i’ll feel whole again
and with every chance i get to stand alone
i will brave the weather better.
i don’t care if its made of stone
or if my vehicle needs to be cranked
i will learn to ride a bike
or i’ll build my own estate.
either way
i don’t care
i’m making my way out soon
and you can visit me
in my new spot
that’s closer to the moon.
Castle are nice, big forts thatare made to pretect as a home and a safe haven for those who live there.
Chris Craft
A castle is a place where the king and the queen live. Most often you might hear of a dragon destroying one in a children’s fable. There are castles in our world too(not just the storybooks). Our castles have held many great men and many great families. They are built strong and stable. They are most usually made out of stone or rock. They look like a typical castle on the outside, but not many of us have been on the inside to see what is going on there. Most of our castles now days don’t have any kings or queens in them and they don’t function like they did centuries ago.
shannara ames
dark and creepy yet mythical and beautiful. dungeons and dragons knights of the round table kings(arthur) and queens, tallest towers and the lovely princess
well lets see. If i lived in a castle then people might think im a king. though i may also grow a large ego and believe that i am king myself. before u know it ild be cutting of peoples heads and feeding them to dragons.
Andrew
My castle sat atop a beautiful hill facing the winter world. On the other side of the castle was the summer world. My kingdom was the middle world. We possessed the most gracious and amazing creatures yet the most horrible and grotesque creatures as well.
again? didn’t i just write about this one? and what if i don’t want to write about it anyway? i would rather hear about pillows and fluffy things like blankets and marshmallows and warmth, which is the exact opposite of a castle. stupid dresses. stupid cement bricks that remind me of death. fuck castles.
heather
The wind bit hard into their exposed skin even through the open door of the van. The smirk was gone from her face and Jensen wondered just what the fuck was going on.
“Another attack? But here? Which is where? And did that other attack even happen, if she didn’t know about it, but I do? And…well, am I crazy?” Jensen thought briefly.
I always dreamed of living in a castle. When I went to Disney, I knew that I needed to be in Cinderella’s castle. I knew that was my home. The dresses and the elegance of royalty life…I think that is for me. I want to be transported back in time so I can become a princess, or assassinate one and take over the throne.
Anonymous~
once upon a time there was a princess living in a castle. And there was a dragon. The knight saved the princess by climbing her hair. Then they lived happily ever after. The king gave the knight the princess and half the kingdom.
The castle was attacked by a giant rabbit, and they defended themselves by throwing cows, pigs and hens down on the enemies.
Jens Ahlström
Just go ahead, sit up in your big ol’ castle and laugh at us. But while you’re up there, we’ll be living our lives the way we want, with who we want, while yours is being controlled by everyone else except you. Still laughing? Just wait.
the place where noble people live. a fortress. a place where everyone is safe and comfortable, or at least that’s the illusion. there is no place safer or more dangerous. you expect safety and let your guard down. this is it.
castles in the air. i built a lot of those when i was a kid. never did like the image though. i tended to build cottages instead, where everything and everyone was cozy. castles are cold and excruciatingly sad, it seems to me. people have a habit of getting beheaded in them.
Castles are magical structures that housed royalty in ancient times. Home to princesses, dragons, kings and queens, castles are forever a part of story time. Atleast my five year old sure thinks so, but as do I.
Your body is a castle and your heart the crown
How could I not think, not long for, the castle which was my home? How could I just abandon i? I must hold fast and stay strong.
i don’t live in a castle. but there is one next door. it looks like hogwarts. but it isn’t. might as well be. the castle is beautiful. it has beautiful towers and extravagent architecture. i live next door to a castle…
amazing, the life i want to have. a beautiful castle with turrets and moats and drawbridges. and i would live in the tallest one, and watch the world go on around the castle and laugh, but i wouldn’t be penned in, i would enjoy the freedom of the best dream life ever, no stress.and life would be wondrously beautiful
Your body is a castle and your heart is a crown.
I resided in the throne room, swirling my chalice of red wine in my hand. The jester kneeled before me, his bobbled bells dancing above the cobblstone floor. Entertaining was his life. Now it would be his death.
“Bring in the Lions.” I cried in a bored voice.
I wonder what else is on.
It was a shining castle. Knights in the trees. All around. The grass was green and the sky blue and the crime had yet to be finished. The man swooshed in, past the dragon, and he did not deflower the virgin, as the old story goes, but he rapes her. he rapes her and the birds sing outside. It’s not a happy ending.
Castles made of sand
are washed away by the sea.
Lyrics in a song are
a simple analogy
Just like Ozymandias
and other kings the world has brought
Your castle wont last a lifetime
Your castle, will sit and rot.
Everyone always says, “Oh Paige, I just love your house! It’s so big and nice!”
With this, I think of the noises we sometimes here at night, the shadows, humming in empty rooms, the smell of perfume out of now where. They say we have ghosts, I’d buy that.
The only way I know how to respond without looking completely insane, “Trust me, it ain’t no castle.”
You’re my knight
dressed in silver armor
facing any danger
to defend my honor.
After you battle countless evils,
always the conquerer.
And to the victor goes the spoils,
You perch me atop your steed
in front of your warm body,
as we gallop off into the woods
to our castle, to home.
there is a castle on a cloud.
i like to go there in my sleep.
arent any floors for me to sweep.
not in my castle on a cloud.
there is a room thats full of toys.
there are a hundred boys and girls.
A kiss upon the shoulder,
Grants entry into my castle.
So simple this bequest,
But you should know –
You’ll be imprisoned in fear
And darkness. You’ll find no rest.
He hated that castle with every fiber of his being.
That was the place Vlad had tried to clone him. That was the place that the cheese-head had attempted to steal his mom. That was the place where Plasmius had tried to kill him numerous times.
It was a place of destruction, a place of danger. It was a place of anger, frustration, and fear.
It was the place of one of the most disastrous events that occurred, or at least, it did to him, in another time line.
Oh, how he loathed that castle.
The view from my window is old. This world I live in is old. We call our homes castles, and castles are old too. I don’t pretend to love what I see out my window. I just accept it. And I guess it’s alright for now.
And there she sat, gazing outu into the dreary sky. The girl who lived in the castle. The princess. The blessed. And here she was, trying to decide if the fall from her tower would actually kill her or just make a bigger mess of things. A man’ home is his castle. And this was not her home.
I want to live in a caste. I want to be a princess. I want to feel beautiful and smile and feel the love.
I want to remember my childhood dreams. I want to be that girl again, the girl who thinks she’s a princess who can do anything.
I wonder what that girl would think about this girl.
That thought scares me.
I be the king of my castle. anywhere i appear i am the king here i reign wherever i lay my fittet hat. i go back and forth like porch swings doing different things and go around jumping having fun i fall out at times but damn…can i just have my own nontangile forever sourounding castle..yes I ..I am the castle.
I once lived in a castle. It was by a lake and was overlooking it on a cliff. It had the best view from the bedroom. One morning I looked into the lake and noticed someone swimming. It was a handsome man whom i had never seen before in my life, but he did look a little bit familiar. Before I knew it, I was outside in my robe and went to confront the man for trespassing. He didn’t hear me shouting at first, but after I threw a couple of rocks into the water he started swimming towards the shore. As he got out, I was caught off guard as to how handsome this man was. He was tall and fit, with a smile that had me staring with my mouth wide open.
A dream made in the form of a castle. If there was any structure that could stand tall and proud, it was this one place. At least, it used to be. Now the halls are empty, and no one wants to explore the ancient walls again.
The castle perched at one edge of the cliff, waiting for sunrise. Magnus climbed the east wall in anticipation as the sun broke the horizon line and shattered the last of the ink black sky.
House where princess Live. Big moot surrounds it with aligators. Knights in armor surround the castle.
A castle is a great place to have a good time and to fantasize about the lives of Kings and Queens. A magical place where your wildest imagination can come true in your mind. A castle has a very mystical feel to it.
How I dreamed of living in a castle. It’s halls buzzing with activity and talk and laughter. I dreamed of a handsome prince falling in love with me and asking me to be his wife. Ah, the dreams of childhood!
Castles are where princesses live! A lot of the disney castles look the same in movies…I wonder why Cinderella is the most famous. Fairytales <3
castle. castling. chess. game. life’s just a game. so don’t take it too seriously. live. laugh. love. be bold. dare to be yourself. who cares what others think. what was I talking about? oh yeah. castles…
i do want a castle
and a carriage…
or just a house
and a car.
it doesn’t really matter
as long as it’s apart
of what makes me feel whole
and start to feel complete
because where i stand right now
is just on two little feet.
the surroundings and my traffic
are courtesy of someone else.
i have little independence
except for treadmill treks of strength.
it’s like rehab but with obstacles
and a frequent monkey wrench.
but it’s what lets me know i’m on my way
to days with much better health.
in my next new place
on my brand new street
i’ll feel whole again
and with every chance i get to stand alone
i will brave the weather better.
i don’t care if its made of stone
or if my vehicle needs to be cranked
i will learn to ride a bike
or i’ll build my own estate.
either way
i don’t care
i’m making my way out soon
and you can visit me
in my new spot
that’s closer to the moon.
© LL
Castle are nice, big forts thatare made to pretect as a home and a safe haven for those who live there.
A castle is a place where the king and the queen live. Most often you might hear of a dragon destroying one in a children’s fable. There are castles in our world too(not just the storybooks). Our castles have held many great men and many great families. They are built strong and stable. They are most usually made out of stone or rock. They look like a typical castle on the outside, but not many of us have been on the inside to see what is going on there. Most of our castles now days don’t have any kings or queens in them and they don’t function like they did centuries ago.
dark and creepy yet mythical and beautiful. dungeons and dragons knights of the round table kings(arthur) and queens, tallest towers and the lovely princess
well lets see. If i lived in a castle then people might think im a king. though i may also grow a large ego and believe that i am king myself. before u know it ild be cutting of peoples heads and feeding them to dragons.
My castle sat atop a beautiful hill facing the winter world. On the other side of the castle was the summer world. My kingdom was the middle world. We possessed the most gracious and amazing creatures yet the most horrible and grotesque creatures as well.
again? didn’t i just write about this one? and what if i don’t want to write about it anyway? i would rather hear about pillows and fluffy things like blankets and marshmallows and warmth, which is the exact opposite of a castle. stupid dresses. stupid cement bricks that remind me of death. fuck castles.
The wind bit hard into their exposed skin even through the open door of the van. The smirk was gone from her face and Jensen wondered just what the fuck was going on.
“Another attack? But here? Which is where? And did that other attack even happen, if she didn’t know about it, but I do? And…well, am I crazy?” Jensen thought briefly.
I always dreamed of living in a castle. When I went to Disney, I knew that I needed to be in Cinderella’s castle. I knew that was my home. The dresses and the elegance of royalty life…I think that is for me. I want to be transported back in time so I can become a princess, or assassinate one and take over the throne.
once upon a time there was a princess living in a castle. And there was a dragon. The knight saved the princess by climbing her hair. Then they lived happily ever after. The king gave the knight the princess and half the kingdom.
The castle was attacked by a giant rabbit, and they defended themselves by throwing cows, pigs and hens down on the enemies.
Just go ahead, sit up in your big ol’ castle and laugh at us. But while you’re up there, we’ll be living our lives the way we want, with who we want, while yours is being controlled by everyone else except you. Still laughing? Just wait.
I shivered from inside the dudgeon under the castle wall. Was there any hope for me? And all of a sudden, there was!