"okami" poems
My hands shake and thoughts clash
I revise life, like flashbacks
I won't last living in my past
Pull back, snapping leash he attacks
The scent is strong he's on the prowl
A predator of beings foul
Revenge dished he's hellbound
Took a vow as hellhound
His loyalty holds no borders
He's borderline disobeying orders
He's ordered but he ignores
Okami, a lone wolf
In midnight his eyes shine
Blood red it contains skies
He's hunting down a worthy prize
Defending honour he can't die
Vengeance and fuelled rage
Powerful and untamed
For too long he's been caged
He suffered so, debts be repaid
With head high and hackles raised
He's raising hell, his endgame
All cards held have been played
Run and hide, its too late
May 24, 2017
May 24, 2017 at 6:42 AM UTC
If you'd look down on your body
And see only bruises and scars
You're not alone, don't worry,
You're not the only shooting star.
I've not painted myself,
With things as black as yours;
But, mind you, I've been as dark as thyself,
And I've been in too many horrors.
I've not blame you for the blade you've held,
But I feel your grief, and this I'd tell;
I've felt it before, your feelings compelled,
In a sea of regret, from cloud 9 you fell.
I've tried many times to drown my sorrow,
And watch blood of innocence drip through unwelcome wound,
And rise, another day, not as hollow,
And plaster a smile as if I'm not doomed.
Today, I regret ever letting my demons run
Even though they'd pushed me to write;
I'd say to you "Be strong! Bask another sun!"
And let your demons help you in the fight!
Just know that one even from across the oceans,
Would like to see you stand;
Would like to see you trump your omens
And lend a helping hand.
If you'd be switched over,
I'd help you back up again.
Even if I can't go sooner or later,
At least with the words that came from my pen.
I hope you'd read this,
Even out of the boon,
Even if you'd not find bliss,
Together, let's sing our battle tune!
Jul 6, 2016
Jul 6, 2016 at 6:05 AM UTC
The animal spirit she possesses,
An agile anima stalking a dark spark within,
Looms as predator and protector.
This hunter-rogue guide
Glides through her Soulscape,
Revealed as moon illumined mountain forest,
A place of winter-refracted
Ethereality and lurking danger.
In this dusky, deceptive ambiance,
She has access to a primordial instinct –
Archetypal symbols, ancient signs –
At once savage and wise.
Finding herself in this
Wilderness of vulnerability,
She girds for battle.
Staring squarely into the dark,
Duplicitous and cruel face
Of her adversary, she prepares.
She finds the strength to see
What are lies and
What are the truths --
Both are found there
In that pitched, lacerated visage.
Like all warriors across
Time immemorial,
She embraces her pain,
Exercising control over it.
Absorbing the jagged,
Razor’d contours,
She sees
In its elements
The space where the
“Other” ends
And where she begins;
How she was made
A flint against which
He sharpened his cutlass
And where she
Has made of herself
The door through which he entered.
From this core radiance
Comes a rapier will to survive,
The strength to guard her kin,
The keen intelligence
To unleash her primal howl,
And the blood-fire to rule her demons.
Jul 29, 2017
Jul 29, 2017 at 1:01 PM UTC
Tonight was the last
It was ended so fast
Pain was so intense
I was vulnerable
I had no defense
I have been changed
I lost every single sense
My soul must be avenged
My heart was darkened
It was filled with hatred
Darkness has no end
I hate you all
I hate when I always fall
I lost you my love
I had nothing to do
I can live with my pain
I can walk in a heavy rain
But you, my dear
What would you do with your fear?
I know you're so sad
This makes my every day so bad
I wish I could give you
All I ever had
I am sorry
I hope days would make it up to you
I am so sorry my angel
My tears would be a river
My love, I will miss you forever
Okami
Oct 10, 2016
Oct 10, 2016 at 3:31 PM UTC
Her fur is as white as the purest snow.
Her black eyes could pierce the strongest souls.
In the form of a white wolf this Shinto
Goddess will save us from Orochi’s goals.
With the Celestial Brush as her weapon,
The goddess will win with all her goodness
After defeating Orochi there is much peace
Apr 15, 2020
Apr 15, 2020 at 5:01 PM UTC