Nov 2016
Blade sheathed in despair
Forged from the heat of passionate hatred
Man melted with metal
smithing dealt death with every blow
Cold blood to cool steel
A heart you'd judge lost
But his wavers not.
The vulnerability of Life
blood spatters
like pink leaves leaving the Sakura tree
Slow, as your life withers'n'witnesses
A heart you'd judge lost
But his wavers not.
Back'n'forth the Eb'n'Flow of blood
as life comes and goes
balancing on ropes
unseathed the wind blows
Fall'n'die, unfair
Your arrogance punished by
A heart you'd judge lost
But his wavers not.
Fail to witness, Fail to see
Fail to feel, Fail to flee
disposition to disharmony
Death doesn't cause a scene
Taken by
A heart you'd judge lost
but his wavers not.
Forged from the heat of passionate hatred
Man melted with metal
smithing dealt death with every blow
Cold blood to cool steel
A heart you'd judge lost
But his wavers not.
The vulnerability of Life
blood spatters
like pink leaves leaving the Sakura tree
Slow, as your life withers'n'witnesses
A heart you'd judge lost
But his wavers not.
Back'n'forth the Eb'n'Flow of blood
as life comes and goes
balancing on ropes
unseathed the wind blows
Fall'n'die, unfair
Your arrogance punished by
A heart you'd judge lost
But his wavers not.
Fail to witness, Fail to see
Fail to feel, Fail to flee
disposition to disharmony
Death doesn't cause a scene
Taken by
A heart you'd judge lost
but his wavers not.
He who forged the scythe of Death, is fair beyond human comprehension.
******, accidents and the like is unfair. Death itself is not. It is our judgement that make it seemingly so.
The harsh truth of Death is the function of the inescapable cycle we're all part of. Besides the goals we set ourselves we have a function and duty to fullfill to nature. To Earth.
Positioning yourself outside of the very nature we are part of is arrogant.
But all of this is easy talk for a young man wishing to be immortal.
******, accidents and the like is unfair. Death itself is not. It is our judgement that make it seemingly so.
The harsh truth of Death is the function of the inescapable cycle we're all part of. Besides the goals we set ourselves we have a function and duty to fullfill to nature. To Earth.
Positioning yourself outside of the very nature we are part of is arrogant.
But all of this is easy talk for a young man wishing to be immortal.
