As lonely as the mountains peak,I lie here in the dark,With but the birds and winds to speak,The lost, forgotten Stark.My eyes, at first, refused to see,A blinded cripple, now,When fear passed eventually,I saw again, somehow.The roots that grew around my knees,Gave power to my eyes,They saw afar, through grounded trees,The truth behind the lies.For hidden, now, I’d walk unseen,The paths of memory,See things to come, and what has been,A spy to history.I see now how my brother died,And watched my father fall,I know now, too, the way he lied,He promised, after all.I saw the link in broken lines,He hides too, dressed in black,He failed, though, to read the signs,And may not make it back.My sisters, they hide faraway,By changing name and face,I see it, too, a wedding day,And one who’d take her place.My Mother now, I cannot see,Through all the tears I cried,She walks, but does not think of me,For all but hate has died.That fate, I know, is shared with mine,To spend my life alone,Here in the dark, to see and pine,For all the ones I’d known.No death will come to lay me down,No kiss to bring me sleep,No mothers arms, in which to drown,No family to keep.No horse to ride, no true glory,No sons to bear my name,No ending for my sad story,No victor in this game.No knighthood for this broken child,No freedom from this place,No legs with which to roam the wild,No sunlight on my face.No chance to explore foreign lands,No hills for me to run,No gentle touch, nor lovers hands,No rest when life is done.No tears to cry, though I would weep,No lips upon my cheek,No rest for me, no deepest sleep,No strength when I feel weak.No choice to die upon the floor,This is the life you chose,No, I don’t want this anymore,That door you cannot close.No death, no death, no dream so dear,No light found in the dark,No more, no more, no ears to hear,The cries of Brandon Stark. 
By AllMenMustRhyme

As lonely as the mountains peak,
I lie here in the dark,
With but the birds and winds to speak,
The lost, forgotten Stark.

My eyes, at first, refused to see,
A blinded cripple, now,
When fear passed eventually,
I saw again, somehow.

The roots that grew around my knees,
Gave power to my eyes,
They saw afar, through grounded trees,
The truth behind the lies.

For hidden, now, I’d walk unseen,
The paths of memory,
See things to come, and what has been,
A spy to history.

I see now how my brother died,
And watched my father fall,
I know now, too, the way he lied,
He promised, after all.

I saw the link in broken lines,
He hides too, dressed in black,
He failed, though, to read the signs,
And may not make it back.

My sisters, they hide faraway,
By changing name and face,
I see it, too, a wedding day,
And one who’d take her place.

My Mother now, I cannot see,
Through all the tears I cried,
She walks, but does not think of me,
For all but hate has died.

That fate, I know, is shared with mine,
To spend my life alone,
Here in the dark, to see and pine,
For all the ones I’d known.

No death will come to lay me down,
No kiss to bring me sleep,
No mothers arms, in which to drown,
No family to keep.

No horse to ride, no true glory,
No sons to bear my name,
No ending for my sad story,
No victor in this game.

No knighthood for this broken child,
No freedom from this place,
No legs with which to roam the wild,
No sunlight on my face.

No chance to explore foreign lands,
No hills for me to run,
No gentle touch, nor lovers hands,
No rest when life is done.

No tears to cry, though I would weep,
No lips upon my cheek,
No rest for me, no deepest sleep,
No strength when I feel weak.

No choice to die upon the floor,
This is the life you chose,
No, I don’t want this anymore,
That door you cannot close.

No death, no death, no dream so dear,
No light found in the dark,
No more, no more, no ears to hear,
The cries of Brandon Stark. 

By AllMenMustRhyme

Posted by: lostprincessofwinterfell

I see the smoke through savage eyes,
Those eyes that are not mine,
It sits above the traitors prize,
Like flies feasting on swine.

The blackened stones I knew so well,
Those thick walls, oh so strong,
Those walls I walked before I fell,
Before it all went wrong.

The timbers crack in ashes now,
My home is laid to waste,
With foreign tongue I question how,
It’s fire and blood I taste.

Deep underground, we hid from them,
Those monsters of my dream,
While they tore it down, root and stem,
Amidst the fire and steam.

I see the bodies lying prone,
Burned, or did they drown?
Like me, they never could have known,
Their lives could be torn down.

We look back at the burning gate,
Of what was Winterfell,
And think of how I share it’s fate,
For I play dead as well.

By AllMenMustRhyme

There once was a lad named Bran Stark,
Whose direwolf’s call he failed to mark.
He fell from a tower wall
Ever so incredibly tall.
Next time he’ll heed Summer’s bark!

By evita mgfs

Bran, he is all alone.
In the distance, five direwolves moan.

“Look at me.”
His partner said.

“No – you look dead!
No!  I don’t want to see!”

“Do not be afraid of the dark,
Young Stark.
My wisdom you should mark.
A thousand and one eyes.”
He groaned.

Brandon Stark cries –
“I’m too young to die!”

“Then, Bran, learn to fly!”

“But Lord Brynden, why?”

“He who flies, wins!
I give you a hundred skins.”

“I want no more gifts from you!
But … if I do …
Can you make me walk too?”

“Sorry, child, but never.”

“Not ever? Ever? Never?”

“Bran, child, you are clever.”

A raven quorks nearby.
And Bran wipes a tear from his eye.

“Okay, teach me how to fly.
Up, up, up into the sky.
And knowledge deep as roots of trees.
Teach me, Master Brynden, if you please.” 

We can really be perverse
And colorize our verse!


by evita mgfs

L’erede del signore i vessilli a sé chiamò
E i suoi uomini gli misero una corona in testa
Ma una promessa un giorno ahimè dimenticò
E senza pietà fu massacrato ad una festa

A sua sorella dissero, “tu diverrai regina”
Amava le canzoni su dame e cavalieri
Ma oramai è cresciuta, non è più una bambina
E si è dimenticata i suoi sogni di ieri

Viveva a Grande Inverno una giovane ribelle
Che volle un giorno imparar come tirar di spada
Ma nella capitale un dì rischiò la pelle
E non tornò più a casa, si perse per la strada

Per amore un uomo lo gettò giù da una torre
Il piccolo Bran Stark camminare non può più
Ma anche se non si arrampica e non corre
Imparerà a volare e ad andar sempre più su

Del quinto figlio non abbiam saputo nulla per un po’
Ma il buon contrabbandiere lo riporta a Grande Inverno
L’erede del ragazzo che già il Nord liberò
Ai Bolton e ai Frey farà veder l’inferno!

(Literal translation:
The lord’s heir called the banners
And his men put a crown on his head
But alas one day he forgot a promise
And without mercy he was killed at a feast

To his sister they said, “you will be a queen”
She used to love the songs about ladies and knights
But now she’s grown up, she’s a child no more
And she has forgotten what she dreamed yesterday

A young rebel once lived in Winterfell
She wanted to learn how to fight with a sword
But she risked her life in the capital one day
And she never came home, on the road she lost the way

For love a man shoved him down a tower
And young Bran Stark can walk no more
But even if he cannot run and climb
He is learning to fly, higher and higher

Of the fifth son we’ve known nothing for a while
But the good smuggler is taking him to Winterfell
The heir of the boy who already freed the north
Is going to show hell to the Boltons and the Freys)


by Franz95 

“DEFYING GRAVITY”


Featuring
Bran Stark and Lord Brynden Rivers, aka Blood Raven
As Glinda and Elphaba

[Bran, Hodor, and the Reeds flee to Bloodraven’s cave in search of the three-eyed crow.  They are in the warded cave north beyond the Wall, the entrance guarded by a murder of ravens]

BLOODRAVEN
(Whispered words)
Welcome to my weirwood throne, Brandon Stark!
Stay calm.
Don’t fly off yet.
BRAN
(Spoken)
I hope you’re happy
I hope you’re happy now
(sung)
I hope you’re happyI
I  hope you’ll be happy now that I
Will live with the three-eyed crow forever
BLOODRAVEN
You Bran, who are so clever.
I hope you’re happy
I hope you’re happy, too
I hope I have pleased you
BRAN
Finding you was my ambition
I am ready to sit in submission.
BLOODRAVEN
Though we can imagine
We are happy to meet right now!
(Whispered words)
Bran, listen to me.
Pick a bird and fly
Before it is too late
(Sung)
You are now with your  Wizard
What you traveled for and waited for
You can have all the skins
you ever wanted:
BRAN
(spoken)
I know:
(sung) 
And I do want it?
Yes- I  want it
Evermore
Some kind of warg is in me
Something is not the same
BLOODRAVEN
You’re now playing by the rules
Of my own THRONE game
Too late for second-guessing
Too late to go back to DIE
It’s time to trust your instincts
Close your eyes: and fly!
BOTH
It’s time to FLY!
DEFYING GRAVITY!
BLOODRAVEN
Now Bran try!
Defying gravity
And I won’t pull you down!
BRAN
I do not understand?
Am I having delusions of grandeur?

BLOODRAVEN
Accept no limits
‘cause others says they’re so.
Some things we cannot change
But till you try, you’ll never know!
BRAN
“Too long I’ve been afraid of
Losing love I guess I’ve lost
Well, if that’s love
It comes at much too high a cost!”
BLOODRAVEN
We’d sooner try
Defying gravity
Kiss us goodbye
We’re defying gravity
And you can’t pull us down!
(Whispered words)
Bran - come with me.
Think of all the good that we could
do:
together.
BOTH
(sung)
Unlimited
Together we’re unlimited
Together we’ll be the greatest team
There’s ever been,
Brandon,
Dreams, the way we planned ‘em
BRAN
If we work in tandem:
BOTH
There’s no flight we cannot win
Just you and I
Defying gravity
With you and I
Defying gravity
They’ll never bring us down!
BLOODRAVEN
(Whispered Words)
Bran, you’re trembling
Wrap these skins around you
BOTH
I really hope we get it
I hope we’re happy in the end.
And I am so happy, you’re my friend.
[Bloodraven gets out of his weirwood throne; he extends his hand to Bran, who takes it]
BLOODRAVEN
Well? Are you coming?
BRAN
I think I’m happy
Now that I’m choosing this

BLOODRAVEN
(Whispered Words)
Me too
BOTH
(Sung)
I hope it brings us bliss.
I really hope we get it
And we don’t live to regret it!
I hope we’re happy in the end
I hope we’re happy, my friend:
(Both join hands, each mounts a raven and flies to the ceiling of the stage)
BRAN
So if you care to find me
Look to the Northern sky!
As someone told me lately:
"Brandon deserves the chance to fly!”
BLOODRAVEN
And if you’re flying solo
At least you’re flying free.
To those who’d ground you and me
Take a message back to see
BOTH
Tell them how we’re
Defying gravity
We’re flying high
Defying gravity
BRAN
(To Bloodraven)
And soon I’ll match you in renown
BOTH
And nobody in all the kingdoms
No King that there is or was
Is ever gonna bring us down!
Yes, we’re happy!
NOONE will bring us down!


by evita mgfs 

By Sansa Stark, Bran Stark and Jon Snow:


SANSA:
There was a time when Joffrey was kind
His voice was so soft
and the court was inviting
There was a time when love was blind
And the world was a song
And the song was exciting
There was a time
Then it all went wrong…

BRAN:
I dreamed a dream that I could fly
The Three Eyed Crow
Was there to help me…
I dreamed that I’d be in the Kingsguard
I dreamed the Gods would be protective.

SANSA:
Then I was young and unafraid
The Hand’s tourneys were celebrated
Joffrey was handsome and the heir
And my beauty was venerated

JON:
But the Others come at night
With their armors white as winter
As they tear your swords apart
As they turn you into undead

BRAN:
I climbed a summer to the top,
Noises I heard with endless wonder
I caught the twincest by surprise
and then they saw me, and I fell…

SANSA:
But still I dreamed he would love me
And he’d forgive The Hand Forever
But there are dreams that cannot be
And Baelor’s Sept I must remember…

JON:
I had a dream the Wall would be
So different from this Night’s Watch Misery
Cannot Help Robb when he’s in need…

BRAN, SANSA, and JON:
Lannisters killed the dream I dreamed.

by Zar Lannister

The stupid king goes in the wood And we find an empty tower Every time it feels so good It feels like my finest hour But then I saw the little kid I couldn’t let him climb away Of him somehow I must get rid Before the truth he can betray I don’t know what I could do So I give him a rough shove Sorry it’s not because of you Just the things I do for love
by Franz95

The stupid king goes in the wood
And we find an empty tower
Every time it feels so good
It feels like my finest hour

But then I saw the little kid
I couldn’t let him climb away
Of him somehow I must get rid
Before the truth he can betray

I don’t know what I could do
So I give him a rough shove
Sorry it’s not because of you
Just the things I do for love

by Franz95

The things I do for love Then felt the shove, of the golden glove White flew above, like an albino dove But Starks are hard to kill, and thats what Bran is made of
by Gingerly Grumkin

The things I do for love
Then felt the shove, of the golden glove
White flew above, like an albino dove
But Starks are hard to kill, and thats what Bran is made of

by Gingerly Grumkin

Comin’ up I was confused my momma wasn’t Dad’s girl
Confusion escalatin up at the cold wall
Daddy ain’t around, yeah he was killed for treachery
My half a brother donned the Northern Crown after centuries
I wanna live black, so shit I wear that, so the Bastards celibate
Till I went ranging, and met Ygritte
His Grace Mance gave me a pass, cuz he loves his red dyed cloak
If I can move through his pack, stop the attack, now that’d be dope
Tossed and turned in my sleep all night
Woke up the next morning hard with Ygritte in sight
Different day same shit, nuttin good at all past the wall
I can’t run away from this bitch or else it’ll fall

Hate it or love it the underdog’s on top
And I’m gonna shine homie until my heart stop
Go ‘head envy me
I’m Thrones MVP
And I ain’t goin’ nowhere so you can get to know me

Wi-Wi-Wi-Winterfell
I Told Pete from the gate I carried the heat for ya
First chance I get I’ll inherit beef for ya
Gritted my teeth for ya
Wi-Wi-Wi-Winterfell for ya
Put the Vale on my back when you was in need of soldiers
If it’s my last chance I’ll spread Stark word like cancer
and have Westeros screaming “For Sansa!”
So Lordlings betta bend the knee or fall
Fo’ I creep and turn Westeros into Summerhall
And I’m Thrones MVP
Don’t make me remind y’all what happened at the Eyrie
These Lords ain’t Bloodraven
They pretend
Mad at me cause Petyr got a new girlfriend
And it seems Joff’s little dog turned out to be a mouse
This beef shit is for the birds and this little bird flies south
Even Hardyng can vouch
When the doubts was out who’ll give Westeros mouth to mouth


Hate it or love it the underdog’s on top
And I’m gonna shine homie until my heart stop
your here to envy me
I’m Thrones MVP
And I ain’t goin’ nowhere so you can get to know me


From the beginnin to the end
Losers lose winners win
This is the Game we aint gotta pretend
The cold wall that I’m in
Is full of pressure and pain
I thought it could change but Bowen Marsh thinks it’s insane

How many of your pack was wit ya
When you had that little army
You had to look at just to get the picture
I’m stumblin as Blind Beth
Cuz camel cunts are wasting most of their breath
Til they coughing near to death
I aint never had much but a Needle and my word
My role model left the world
Murdered by a Lannister
Bad enough they want me to wear a pink cloak
So that stable boy got poked in the throat
Now it’s a flimsy line that I walk
And im thinkin’ reminiscin’
Sayin my prayers though the gods never listen
If I see them , then im’a lif’ em
And Mayhaps that’ll even the score
Untill then I’m memorizing every damn word


Hate it or love it the underdog’s on top
And I’m gonna shine homie until my heart stop
Go ‘head envy me
I’m Thrones MVP
And I ain’t goin’ nowhere so you can get to know me

I started out at age 5 
Scared as hell
I look like I’m in Shaggydogs pack
So I trained him to attack
As a youth, man i tried to hustle for a truce
With a spearwife that escaped the noose
Running from the Bastard of Roose
A child learning somethin
While I’m waiting for the Onion
But Skagos is the life where im runnin
I look back on life and think gods im blessed
We the best on the planet so forget the rest


You know I’m still nice with my warg game
Look mayn
It’s a Stark thang
Thats why im lovin Winterfell
I handle mine
Just like a real Northerner should
If I do some time
Homie I’m still all good
Let me show you the Winged Wolf
Born to fly
Know what Jaime does for love
So I opened my third eye
And i aint even used my feet this time
Hodor’s holdin a broken Princeling who’s next in the royalty line, bitch


Hate it or love it the underdog’s on top
And I’m gonna shine homie until my heart stop
Go ‘head envy me
I’m Thrones MVP
And I ain’t goin’ nowhere so you can get to know me

by Gingerly Grumkin

Guess Who

The crypt is where belonged my father’s bones
I was just a beautiful little maiden
By Little Finger i was then taken
And now i’m part of the Game of Thrones

Some say i’m a greenser, some even say i’m Azor Ahai
I was climbing when i had a great fall
After that i made my journey north o’ the wall
All i really want is to be able to fly.

Bastard i am, Me living is my father’s botch
I Was forced to ally with the Wildling pack
then my own brothers stabbed me in the back
I am the 999th Lord Commander of the Nightswatch

Death came to me and i said Not today
Started with the Old Gods of the north
and after all the travelling back and forth
Now to the Many-faced god i pray

by Davos’ fingertip

The crow, he spoke to me of flight, Haunting my every dream, With down as deep and dark as night, And a raucous, mocking scream. Open your arms, and fly, he sings, His three eyes watching me, But how? With what? I have no wings, Save those of gravity. I fall, and see the ground approach, From miles up on high, Yet still he’s there, my feathered coach, But he alone can fly. I pray to wake, to end the fall, But life is just as cruel, My legs, and dreams, fate took them all, For what cripple could rule? Not he who cannot even walk, But a Prince must not weep, I close my eyes, and seek to talk, With the crow haunting my sleep. We fall as one, my feathered friend, He whispers in my ear, Traverse the North, to the world’s end, There is nothing to fear. Can you return my legs, I ask, To the way they were before? No crow is fit for such a task, But I offer so much more. For though you will not walk again, As beast, or wolf, you’ll run, With wings, over the air you’ll reign, And fly above the sun. You’ll smell the smells of faraway, That normal men can’t reach, See darkness as the light of day, Learn things no man could teach. The choice is yours, screeches the crow, To grow wings, or to die, The time draws near, and now you know, Look North, young Bran, and fly.
by All Men Must Rhyme

The crow, he spoke to me of flight,
Haunting my every dream,
With down as deep and dark as night,
And a raucous, mocking scream.

Open your arms, and fly, he sings,
His three eyes watching me,
But how? With what? I have no wings,
Save those of gravity.

I fall, and see the ground approach,
From miles up on high,
Yet still he’s there, my feathered coach,
But he alone can fly.

I pray to wake, to end the fall,
But life is just as cruel,
My legs, and dreams, fate took them all,
For what cripple could rule?

Not he who cannot even walk,
But a Prince must not weep,
I close my eyes, and seek to talk,
With the crow haunting my sleep.

We fall as one, my feathered friend,
He whispers in my ear,
Traverse the North, to the world’s end,
There is nothing to fear.

Can you return my legs, I ask,
To the way they were before?
No crow is fit for such a task,
But I offer so much more.

For though you will not walk again,
As beast, or wolf, you’ll run,
With wings, over the air you’ll reign,
And fly above the sun.

You’ll smell the smells of faraway,
That normal men can’t reach,
See darkness as the light of day,
Learn things no man could teach.

The choice is yours, screeches the crow,
To grow wings, or to die,
The time draws near, and now you know,
Look North, young Bran, and fly.

by All Men Must Rhyme

Winterfell, the Northern haven But Dad departed after Auntie’s raven Brother fell fast, like he’s racin So Mom’s goes South for family savin Older Brother’s pissed, he’s impatiant So no one’s here to see if I’m misbehavin Moms wards come pig out, A Big and Little Hog Can’t play Lord of the Crossing, in the Godswood bog Or Monster’s and Maiden’s, with rocks, sticks and a log All becasue those Southerners are scared of little Shaggy Dog
by Gingerly Grumkin

Winterfell, the Northern haven
But Dad departed after Auntie’s raven
Brother fell fast, like he’s racin
So Mom’s goes South for family savin
Older Brother’s pissed, he’s impatiant
So no one’s here to see if I’m misbehavin

Moms wards come pig out, A Big and Little Hog
Can’t play Lord of the Crossing, in the Godswood bog
Or Monster’s and Maiden’s, with rocks, sticks and a log
All becasue those Southerners are scared of little Shaggy Dog

by Gingerly Grumkin

When I wake up early in the evening
Lift my head, Ravens still screaming
When I’m in the middle of a dream
Kill my prey, wash off in the stream (in the stream)

Reed, don’t wake me, Hodor, don’t shake me
Leave me where I am, I’m only warging

Everybody says it’ll make me crazy
I don’t mind, most think I’m pushing up daisies
Running everywhere at such a speed
On all four of my feet (of my feet)

Reed, don’t spoil my day, I’m miles away
And after all I’m only Warging

Opening a third eye looking at the world like a window
Going through time

Blood in my mouth, can’t wait till I start eating
Waiting for a sleepy feeling…

Reed, don’t spoil my day, I’m miles away
And after all I’m only sleeping

Ooh yeah

Opening a third eye looking at the world like a window
Going through time

When I wake up early in the evening
Lift my head, Ravens are screaming
When I’m in the middle of a dream
Kill my prey, wash off in the stream (in the stream)

Reed, don’t wake me, Hodor, don’t shake me
Leave me where I am, I’m only warging

by Gingerly Grumkin

Meli deals in extremes, in case you’ve forgotten “If an Onion is half black then it is rotten” Your either with us or the enemy, like the Great Other’s Bin Laden But how is Bran the Great Other? He looks soft as cotten
by Gingerly Grumkin

Meli deals in extremes, in case you’ve forgotten
“If an Onion is half black then it is rotten”
Your either with us or the enemy, like the Great Other’s Bin Laden
But how is Bran the Great Other? He looks soft as cotten

by Gingerly Grumkin