R Amythest: *shuffles in, wearing earplugs* please don't shout, reviewers... I know it's been a long time...
Reviewers: *PISS!* *BOOOO!!*
R Amythest: ^^;; Um... enjoy? *runs offstage*
***
I can feel the light fading from your eyes...
Last breath pulled painstakingly in.
Leaving... parting is contridicting emotions.
For the best... yet damaging to the soul.
Like intricate scars, crossing the bounderies of mortal wound,
Much more than simply blemish or tire,
Squeezing sorrow that wraps around tears,
Yet anger fueled by emotion.
Compelling is the light,
With its innocence draws the darkness.
Although none would like to voice,
The coldest are in the most need.
Light's warmth had heated my soul;
Ice barriers rendered to love.
I never thought the mortal emotion would strike me,
For the best at first, then for the worse.
Worse than the clash of the wind
And the raging of the sea beneath,
You're gone... beyond me.
Still, I know you feel the same ocean breeze.
The bottom of my heart and mind
Knows you found a better place...
Paradise has woven around you,
Dreams of your mind have come true.
But here I wither, I wish I told...
Had I shown what was truly there,
Would this have changed?
Would you come back from the realm of the dead?
I stand on this moonlit bay,
Waves splashing at my feet.
Same type of melachony repetition;
History repeats itself.
Though not quite entirely.
Before, love was stolen, coldness developed...
Yet those same gusts of ice-bitten wind
Have taken you away...
Never again shall I let past haunt and repeat,
Though repetition is forever,
Reminiscing on tonight, I shall change
And can only hope we meet again....
But you're free.
Released from the chains that bound you...
I assume you know what you did?
Freed yourself within...
Yet hurt me beyond belief,
I never knew I cared...
Banished this strange itch in my heart,
Never knew the longing was so intense.
The ice wind blows your hair aside,
Chilled the crimson on my hands.
Darkness consuming every inch of my soul-
One that was made of hatred itself.
I mourned you as you'd never expect.
I've changed. Again 5,000 years I'll wait,
And I can only hope...
That the wind will return you to my heart and mind.
***
R Amythest: I liked it, it's deep. Too deep. If that made absolutely NO sense to you, don't worry, my brother didn't understand it either.
Yami Amythest: Your brother's 7!
R Amythest: ^^;; *runs off again* *yelling back* This poem was intended for a Yami to speak to his dying hikari who committed suicide. I was thinking of Yami Bakura/Ryou, but Yami Malik/Malik works, too.
Reviewers: *PISS!* *BOOOO!!*
R Amythest: ^^;; Um... enjoy? *runs offstage*
***
I can feel the light fading from your eyes...
Last breath pulled painstakingly in.
Leaving... parting is contridicting emotions.
For the best... yet damaging to the soul.
Like intricate scars, crossing the bounderies of mortal wound,
Much more than simply blemish or tire,
Squeezing sorrow that wraps around tears,
Yet anger fueled by emotion.
Compelling is the light,
With its innocence draws the darkness.
Although none would like to voice,
The coldest are in the most need.
Light's warmth had heated my soul;
Ice barriers rendered to love.
I never thought the mortal emotion would strike me,
For the best at first, then for the worse.
Worse than the clash of the wind
And the raging of the sea beneath,
You're gone... beyond me.
Still, I know you feel the same ocean breeze.
The bottom of my heart and mind
Knows you found a better place...
Paradise has woven around you,
Dreams of your mind have come true.
But here I wither, I wish I told...
Had I shown what was truly there,
Would this have changed?
Would you come back from the realm of the dead?
I stand on this moonlit bay,
Waves splashing at my feet.
Same type of melachony repetition;
History repeats itself.
Though not quite entirely.
Before, love was stolen, coldness developed...
Yet those same gusts of ice-bitten wind
Have taken you away...
Never again shall I let past haunt and repeat,
Though repetition is forever,
Reminiscing on tonight, I shall change
And can only hope we meet again....
But you're free.
Released from the chains that bound you...
I assume you know what you did?
Freed yourself within...
Yet hurt me beyond belief,
I never knew I cared...
Banished this strange itch in my heart,
Never knew the longing was so intense.
The ice wind blows your hair aside,
Chilled the crimson on my hands.
Darkness consuming every inch of my soul-
One that was made of hatred itself.
I mourned you as you'd never expect.
I've changed. Again 5,000 years I'll wait,
And I can only hope...
That the wind will return you to my heart and mind.
***
R Amythest: I liked it, it's deep. Too deep. If that made absolutely NO sense to you, don't worry, my brother didn't understand it either.
Yami Amythest: Your brother's 7!
R Amythest: ^^;; *runs off again* *yelling back* This poem was intended for a Yami to speak to his dying hikari who committed suicide. I was thinking of Yami Bakura/Ryou, but Yami Malik/Malik works, too.