Under the
wing of darkness
He stood,
face upturned;
Wistful…
Sorrowful…
While
around him
The world
swirled.
Snowflakes brushed his cheeks
Like tissues wiping away sad tears;
Drifting…
Fading…
Like scattered memories
Forgotten and forsaken.
Waltzing with the wind they flew,
Oblivious to the oppressive shadows;
Mellow…
Carefree…
Each different, yet
All the same.
And by the phosphorescence of snowy lights
A set of footprints trailed away;
Fading…
Fading…
'til it was covered by
The ever-falling snow.
Authors Note: Originally
I wrote this poem because I wanted to write something sad, and it
could've fitted a lot of people. But then I realised it had to be in a
catagory, so since it fitted Syaoran I made it him. I tried to put a
bit of everything I like into it...and I got the scattered memory idea
from Tsubasa