I. The Reality Of It All
Hel: Yep, I decided to start a poetry collection!! I'm currently obsessed with writing poems so...yeah! I know you all wanted me to work on my Shaman King fics, but it's ok to get side- tracked once in a while, right?
Just this really random poem I came up with when I was half-asleep. I suck at poetry and this is my first try so please bear with me.
This is dedicated to Lyserg...I think. It's not really for anyone; he's just the kind of guy who would think these kind of stuff is all.
The White House remained white as snow:
The reality of it all.
The Great Wall stretched far and wide:
The reality of it all.
The Eiffel Tower stood dark and tall:
The reality of it all.
Why does some love and others hate?
Why does some win and others lose?
Why does some live and others die?
Oh, the reality of it all.
I wish I can fly;
I wish I can touch the sky;
I wish I live a simple life.
The reality of it all.
Hope is a denial of reality
How absurd.
If not for dreams, neither reality;
If not for reality, neither dreams.
One cannot exist without the other.
The reality...of it all.
A/n: I know, it doesn't rhyme; but I suck at that even more so this is free-versed. And I put this in the Shaman King section because...the next poem will be SK! (barely -Y-) So, what do you guys think of this totally pointless poem done by me? To inform me, please review. :D
Hel