Poetry & Songs

[Moonlight]

It is a long path these paws must walk,
Seeing water and blood.
Facing toil and strife with fate’s clock,
But have since been spattered with mud.

A gentle wind teases the air,
Bringing with it a certain flair,
Light in a dark lair,
Serenity after battle’s wear.

It is not conflict I seek,
But rather a chance at peace.
Nothing of true mystique,
Just for conflict to cease.

For this scarlet stain to fade away,
No longer act as a grotesque display,
Many a rogues’ harsh disarray,
Their powerful display.

Cleansing this dark world,
Should be more than a dream.
A path of hope to unfurl,
Something more than just a glistening stream.

(Present for a friend, from his character's perspective. Glad to say he loved it. ^_^)

[Moonlight]

Wanderer

Golden light stretches across the sky,
Coming dawn marking a new day.
There is little to deny or defy,
For the facts are here to stay.

I am one who wanders,
Who doesn’t have a home.
Much time is spent staring into the yonder,
Seeking a warm den, a safe dome.

Others push me away,
Saying I do not belong.
A painful shade of gray,
An unspoken song.

But naught is truly lost,
For there are those of a different kind.
Offering more than just mythical frost,
Curing a different form of one blind.

To find where I am to remain,
One could call it a dream.
Shelter from this acid rain,
Subject to nary a scheme.

Joining hearts with a welcoming pride,
Emerging from days of danger.
Just one life, no longer of divide,
No longer a stranger.

Another present for a friend, and I'm very pleased to say he loved it to pieces. From his character's prospective, Tanga. (Swahili for Wanderer.)

[Moonlight]

(Read here for an explanation to the poem.)

Sage of Fire

Shadows are on the rise,
And light but a fleeting thing.
Future seems to spell demise,
An enrapturing ring.

Lives are lost in a gale,
Damage that cannot be undone.
It seems little will prevail,
Those lost like broken rungs.

There is but a deafening silence,
Lacking freedom in even a mote.
Despair is thick and dense,
Fires continually stoked.

But one rises from the flame,
Forged from the heat of life.
Yet not for glory or fame,
Simply weary of strife.

Mare or swordsman,
Neither, or both.
Yet he emerged from the lion’s den,
Giving scores a glimpse of hope.

Tired of being pushed down,
Watching others fall before his eyes.
Some are bound to join his Round,
To shatter long instilled lies.

So the hunt is on,
A challenge to the reigning power.
Galloping towards a new dawn,
Chilled by a spring rain shower.

Blades will bleed,
Shields will shatter.
Planting a seed,
Of the battered.

Lives are still destroyed,
Trust tossed and broken.
All due to an age old ploy,
What started from a mere token.

Betrayal cuts deep,
Eyes as cold as winter.
One murdered in sleep,
Creating a frosted splinter.

A festering thorn,
The spatter of red.
His bitter scorn,
Mourning for the dead.

Loss of a friend,
In an hour of need.
Makes no amend,
But causes a heart to bleed.

But loss turns to war,
Many called to battle.
Darkness yearns for more,
On foot or saddle.

Yet there was a foolish mistake –
To strike so near.
To make him fight for their sake,
For everything he holds dear.

It is with a heart of stone he strikes,
Having no sympathy.
Sparking a light,
Upon giving no mercy.

A hero he may be,
But one with a heavy heart.
Finding it difficult to see,
Stumbling in the dark.

Finding it difficult to trust,
Hiding beyond a broken smile.
Forgetting what should be a must,
After his many a mile.

Yet there is a gentle light,
Resting upon his hardened form.
This being no slight,
Something safe and warm.

The memory is dim as an ember,
But a comforting thought.
Love he yearns to remember,
A wish long sought.

And with a golden band,
It becomes clear.
As he slips it on her hand,
Just who he holds dear.

The circle becomes complete,
With the life of their son.
Naught can compete,
Their love second to none.

They call him many a thing,
From hero to ire.
But so many sing,
He is the Sage of Fire.

[Moonlight]

Another character perspective poem. Sailor Sidus's viewpoint.

Scarlet Stars

In a quiet but breathless night,
A stain spreads to the sky.
Tainting red the star’s light,
Another left to die.

Crimson makes a flash,
Strife leaping abound.
With a warrior’s slash,
Forcing a harsh rebound.

It is but a war,
A merciless strike.
A future to become nevermore,
Digging into my psych.

There is no choice,
Even if I do not want to fight.
Naught to rejoice,
Spilling a bloodstained plight.

This Katsumi,
A foe in the night.
One strike through me,
At a fell handed knight.

Kill if I must,
Another life on my hands.
Nary to trust,
As barren desert sands.

A life unwanted,
A wish for the past.
A future undaunted,
For the next breath may be my last.

[Moonlight]

Lost

Cold, hot, this feverish heat,
Something that refuses defeat,
A thing obsolete,
Yet incomplete.

I stand at an impasse,
Lost in thought.
This, I cannot surpass,
A light sought.

Yet would it be all right,
To be forthright?
One faded in plight,
Another kindled alight.

I know not what to say,
Lest it come wrong.
After an uncomfortable sway,
Wanting to blend with the throng.

Uncertainty caught in a snare,
Wary of a hurt glare,
Pain to flare,
Friendship beyond repair.

It seems trite,
After only words exchanged.
But a precarious plight,
Was well arranged.

Yet confirmation in the past,
Would mean it’s not wrong to care?
Something that has grown in contrast,
But in discomfit to declare.

And yet, there is almost an unspoken pact …
Time easing emotion into a gentle flow.
Enticing connections to react,
But also a fear to grow.

With one link to break,
It seems there was a past mistake,
But would you think me fake,
In these lines opaque?

[Moonlight]

Promise

From tides in the dark,
Shrouded in fear,
Comes a glimmering arc,
Someone held dear.

Though we are worlds apart,
It is naught,
For two lone hearts,
A love sought.

Forming a gentle dream,
Rarity of blissful peace,
For a perfect team,
Something to never cease,

But a dream it is no more,
Becoming a reality,
A time in which we soar,
From hope to actuality.

We are different but alike,
For our souls react as one,
Capable of such unusual sight,
Hearts forming our own shimmering sun.

It is on this night I make a promise,
To devote my heart,
Only to you, Thomas,
In this journey we start.

[Moonlight]

Selena’s Lullaby

Mmmnnmmhmm, mmmhmmmnn,
Mmmnnmmhmm, mmmhmmmnn.

Lay your head down and I’ll sing you a lullaby,
Should gentle waves carry you to the sky,
May they grant wings to fly.

For you to find love and peace
For them to never cease,
Is my one true wish.

Sleep sweet dear one,
Sleep soft in this hour done,
Quiet may we go.

An angel watches over you in the Golden Land,
In these meadows of heaven, blessed by one’s hand,
Where our Sisters stand.

Mmmnnmmhmm, mmmhmmmnn,
Mmmnnmmhmm, mmmhmmmnn.

I’ll sing you to sleep and I’ll sing you to tomorrow,
Back through the years and sorrows,
Giving life to borrow.

May you find your path,
May it be free of wrath,
And keep you from harm.

May you find a dove,
May it be singing of love,
To find kindness in all you meet.

Fall off to sleep, I’m not meaning to keep you,
I’ll just sing for a while, a wish to go through,
These deep blue skies.

Mmmnnmmhmm, mmmhmmmnn,
Mmmnnmmhmm, mmmhmmmnn.