Hooo booy! I am getting a good amount of reviews for "Rosebud." Thank you to all who are reviewing this collective. Just for that, I will continue this series. Here we go! This poem is about Maron contemplating a certain place in Tokyo...
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Rosebud Phaerietaylez
Chapter 8:
Orleans
It's hard to forget the past
When it hurts you right
In the gut, like a thousand
Sword of hatred piercing
You at a benediction.
I felt obligated
In this weak heart of mine
To start all over again.
And it still seems to haunt
Me. Alone, waiting for
The seventh sun
To rise in the east.
My parents never came.
I waited for them to respond
As I slept in my fragrant dungeon
Of strawberries, raspberries and cream,
Tears flowing out of my eyes,
Drunk in my own melancholyness.
And then, I hear a message,
And they say that they will divorce,
Because they can't settle their
Differences.
When I heard that, it only injected more
Moonshine into my arm.
It mixed with the drugs from heaven,
And it coursed through my veins
Like ice water over an open fire.
But when I sealed the Devil
From grasping the weak, sinful hearts
Of people at the end of the millennium,
I felt lonely again.
My two best friends left me,
And I only felt like my duty
Was in vain.
And then my parents came back.
I felt relieved and was inclined
To sing down the moon.
After I became engaged to Chiaki,
I sold the apartment room,
And we moved to that grandiose house
Way out in the West Hills.
I left Orleans
With a sense of pride, diligence
And determination.
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End Chapter 8
Ne...who's still with me~~~?
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Rosebud Phaerietaylez
Chapter 8:
Orleans
It's hard to forget the past
When it hurts you right
In the gut, like a thousand
Sword of hatred piercing
You at a benediction.
I felt obligated
In this weak heart of mine
To start all over again.
And it still seems to haunt
Me. Alone, waiting for
The seventh sun
To rise in the east.
My parents never came.
I waited for them to respond
As I slept in my fragrant dungeon
Of strawberries, raspberries and cream,
Tears flowing out of my eyes,
Drunk in my own melancholyness.
And then, I hear a message,
And they say that they will divorce,
Because they can't settle their
Differences.
When I heard that, it only injected more
Moonshine into my arm.
It mixed with the drugs from heaven,
And it coursed through my veins
Like ice water over an open fire.
But when I sealed the Devil
From grasping the weak, sinful hearts
Of people at the end of the millennium,
I felt lonely again.
My two best friends left me,
And I only felt like my duty
Was in vain.
And then my parents came back.
I felt relieved and was inclined
To sing down the moon.
After I became engaged to Chiaki,
I sold the apartment room,
And we moved to that grandiose house
Way out in the West Hills.
I left Orleans
With a sense of pride, diligence
And determination.
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End Chapter 8
Ne...who's still with me~~~?
