Warnings: Not for children.
Disclaimer: I solemnly swear and officially declare that I do not own Bey Blade nor I'm making a public use of this poem. I write solely for entertainment and enjoyment of the readers, though the poem belongs to me and only me and is not to be touched under ANY circumstances.
A/N: This is basically a summary of 'My own Life' but here I'm portraying Tala. It is not basically for YuBo Wave 3 but I felt I should upload it and what better time than this. Believe me, I have not changed a word from the original thing that I wrote about myself but now that I think over it, it will definitely resemble some what akin to Tala's mind.
This is my masterpiece so please R&R! It will be very much appreciated.
Enjoy!
YuBo Wave 3
Entry#4
My Life; A Drama
Faces Unknown; I walk down the road
The Satan from above; sniggering as He goads
His continuous tarnishing of human souls; making them cry
Nothing can shut him up; so why should we try?
My life; A drama; A solid mask behind I walk
Indifference though prevailing; A fake smile as I talk
The sun mocks; there will be no rain
Little does he know; the drops my heart pours in pain
My stride perfect; I watch them moan in distress
I pity them; as the sell their lives to reach the valley of death
Disgust wins over; as I meet those happy faces
Did they have perfect lives? No pain; no bloody traces?
Curse the world; full of betrayals and lies
Very own blood relations; eager to break ties
Bliss all around; but flames of Hell ultimately sting
Burn you they will; it takes time for reality to sink in
My cure in my right; My flesh on my left
My confidence stolen; but not by those committing theft
The scars on my heart; The marks on my skin
My life unstable; My mind akin
The infamous teenage angst; Is that what it is call?
Can no one hear me? Through the screams and the falls?
They say the weak self pity; I say so do I
The claim I am cold; I agree yet I sigh
Is that what they take me? A cold block of ice?
Do they not notice the dagger? My innocence sliced?
Warm blood on my left; My blade in my right
Dignity now tainted; My consciousness takes flight
No courage to face them now; My mentality finally torn
Like a caged wolf; I am trapped inside as I mourn
But my outer stride perfect; I still walk down the street
Let them think what they want; I just keep my eyes on my feet
My life; A drama: A solid mask behind I walk
Indifference though prevailing; A fake smile as I talk
So what do you think? It's a dedication for the YuBo Wave and though you guys might not see it from my eyes, I think it is appropriate. It displays the different assortments of thoughts inside Tala's head. Yet to the world, he's still the Big Bad Wolf. And Bryan is not mention but if you closely see, you might find a tinge of a reference towards him.
R&R!
Till next time,
Neena
