Feet are firm aground
Hands, gesturing around
Eyes fixed upon a multitude
Order, harmony, and justice
Were subjects of the promise

Alas, the crowds were in elation
Sounds of fervid reverberation
A lasting thunderous applause
Healthy intentions were projected
And earnest hopes were erected

The days pass over the land
All seemed to flow as planned
Then the winds blew differently
And belief churned into dread
As the blood of a nation is shed

As the crimson sunset is nigh
Mothers and fathers let out a sigh
Before the casket is closed shut
Pleading for fairness that was sworn
Fiercely met with mockery and scorn

When the evening bell tolls
We ask clemency from these souls
For we have failed to recognize
That underneath this righteous display
Was nothing but insufferable decay

The days, the months, they play
With countless sunsets by the bay
And it was until one busy day,
That your name came into view again

The feeling was familiar
One where I was all smiles
But also where I was unsettled
And my deep thoughts, I wrestled

In the past, there was no spark
So I wanted to ignite it
There were things unsaid
So I wanted to say all of it

Our past was fleeting,
Yet filled with significance
Every instance, I treasure
My delight, I couldn't measure

I've sought to know your soul,
More than how I knew it in the past
And it is my everyday wish
To bask in what I greatly reminisce

Before, I thought I've seen it all,
But I thought wrong
Now I've seen the dark side,
The parts that you hide

In fear of being despised,
You showed me your worst
Your happiness was broken
Your solace was stolen

And through my inquiry,
I've thought so deeply
Though you've shown me the dark,
Anywhere with you, I'd still embark

This time, I am sure
Uncertainty no longer plagues me
With you, there's only security
With you, there's only joy

Try as I might, I couldn't show
For I yearned for love you couldn't bestow
So, sufferance is the only solution
And acceptance, the only resolution

All of this don't really matter
All but your happiness and your solace
For my love for you is noble
Not to cease as long as I'm able

You've been through blizzards,
You've fought inner demons,
You've had your share of misery,
Now you deserve your victory

This, I've accepted and thus I let you go
My heart aches, I admit it
But if we're not for each other,
Then so be it

Enchained in the highest storey
Within the Tower of Ivory
Is a living breathing being
That even gods deem worth seeking

Encroached by a virulent spell
She was a spirit in a shell
Bound to be held in solitude
In unbreakable chains, subdued

Fiery feathers outward-plucking
Blazing embers are cavorting
An eternal persecution
Nigh upon is death's retribution

The vivid light seemed scoured
As the cinders settle downward
The atmosphere grew ungodly
Enduring flames die softly

Sudden gasp, air was aghast
Chains lay splintered in a blast
From frail comes might, death comes light
Her cage was broken by godly smite

Golden feathers grew staggered
As the cold embrace is shattered
The radiant Phoenix flies free
Restored to its former glory.

I**n an epoch of dissonant raucousness,
The land reeks of corruption.
Humanity to dilapidate
To a seemingly ages-long anguish.
Excruciating; it torments the soul.

An odious scent,
A deep well eminently putrid,
Foul enough to send legions
Forthwith, cowering,
Caterwauling in trepidation.

Although, notwithstanding, it subsists:
Beneath the contagion
Of a ravenous plague,
An invocation, a call to permute,
A purport to exhume
What has gone adrift.

Where goest thou, oh relic of yore?
From the toxic shores
Of newfangled premises,
Thou hast been washed away.

A feeling of predilection,
Of warmth and affection,
Thou art forgotten, unfamiliar, hitherto.
Long overdue to recur,
A matter of time, it is such.

And thus so, we shall wait
In the sprawling gape
For the fervent abstract of love
To once again take its shape.

The nebulous shroud has effaced,
Earth, haze, together, embraced.
'Twas but a subtle matter,
Now 'tis clear, shock it can deliver.

Something to be controlled
Now dares to leave us cold.
A challenge we cannot withhold,
Revealed as fate hopeless to mold.

Plague to the corners of the world,
Seeks to destroy life we uphold.
A fortress seemingly impregnable,
We'd wonder if our actions are viable.

But we cannot cut loose the rope.
Troubles, we can solve; gaps, we can cope.
A silver-lining beyond a steep *****,
There is still a shining ray of hope.

On a Blue Mountain,
Is a spirit of solemn essence.
Sly, covert, instinctive, limber,
The wolf: totem of woodland timber.

Amidst this nocturne hymn,
Nature paints a nightly picture.
The celestial ceiling, outstanding.
Silver light cuts through, shining.

Treading a shadowy ambiance,
One couldn't help but notice.
Fleeting gaze; senses were stolen.
T'was the Moon: the twilight emblem.

On a Blue Mountain, perched,
Sights, unto the cosmic blanket.
Entranced by Lunar glimmer,
The wolf is left to a whimper.

Alas! Grip of morning is nigh.
The Moon, majestic, cosmic,
With impenetrable intent,
Hath no time for earthly descent.

Time is an abrupt occurrence,
The earth, it turns; time, it burns.
For the wolf, t'was sole clarity:
This brief elation is worth his sanity.

The wolf had hoped illustriously,
That he loom to newfound solace,
But can only accept in frustration,
The reality of his damnation.

Hence, on this Blue Mountain,
A final bask in adoration,
A final effort, rising to his feet,
Howling to the Moon he'll never meet.