Fireplace O'Silver

by LeoFusion

I found this laying around and thought i would just upload it. This was my first RWBY poem and I wrote it when I first discovered RWBY. I might consider writing more in the future depending on how this one is recieved.

Fireplace O'silver:

Pickaxe In the silver, rocks made of tears but the cinder still burns on;

Youth struck in the heart, a destiny to re-fill but a cinder still burns on;

Rhythm for our fight that destined remnants of the world, crackled ash engage their predetermined fate, but a cinder still burns on;

Resistance of darkness that plagues the soul of a planet, in a soul of light my rebirth guides an army but a cinder still burns on;

Hexed my feelings remain, victory was my goal; the fight that grasped my emotions with cold hands but a cinder still burns on;

Accomplished my destiny was, undetermined; unaltered, my dream continued to float atop the flames as the fire burns bright, but a cinder crackles for air, and burns on.