Shinfani
by Youkolaguna
The symphony begins, A story is told.
The flutes' haunting melody reflects the soul Of an assassins heart His innocence now broken with blood As the bell chimes.
Strings play the soft scene of tranquility and bliss The war is done He is not needed So what can a person of war do off of the battlefield?
The wandering oboe speaks the sorrow of this man No The boy's heart.
A clarinets' darkness seeps through As he looks at his own stained hands Hands of blood Rivers flow down his face.
Beating drums strives his ambition As he wants to live Wants to love To no longer carry a sword of death.
Innocent flutes' melody of white plum Of one who has taught him of love The sheath to the sword A violet in the rain.
Final climax as all join in his strive to live Running through the forest of silence Walking through the bodies of the dead Only wanting to protect the innocent.
Strings can see his only path More blood To be shed For the innocent With Innocents' blood.
The symphony ends The boy will live on.
Reviews are welcomed, for they are my life support! First bit of posted poetry too, so I need honest feedback.. pwease?
by Youkolaguna
The symphony begins, A story is told.
The flutes' haunting melody reflects the soul Of an assassins heart His innocence now broken with blood As the bell chimes.
Strings play the soft scene of tranquility and bliss The war is done He is not needed So what can a person of war do off of the battlefield?
The wandering oboe speaks the sorrow of this man No The boy's heart.
A clarinets' darkness seeps through As he looks at his own stained hands Hands of blood Rivers flow down his face.
Beating drums strives his ambition As he wants to live Wants to love To no longer carry a sword of death.
Innocent flutes' melody of white plum Of one who has taught him of love The sheath to the sword A violet in the rain.
Final climax as all join in his strive to live Running through the forest of silence Walking through the bodies of the dead Only wanting to protect the innocent.
Strings can see his only path More blood To be shed For the innocent With Innocents' blood.
The symphony ends The boy will live on.
Reviews are welcomed, for they are my life support! First bit of posted poetry too, so I need honest feedback.. pwease?
