Hi. my second poem but first on this acount, like on our bio we are sahring this one so we can write a story together...this Poem is however writtin by me WhiteHart to check my other works look at my original acount which is WhiteHart..
Enjoy this humbling poem.
Was it wrong to take one human life?
A priestess, mother and loving wife.
To tear away a soul so pure,
So that many may endure.
Did any stop to think
What blame and hates in two hearts sink.
Sparda and Eva in their young passionate plight,
Did vanish away from their loves at night.
But two young boys couldn't understand
Why their father left with sword in hand.
Why their mother cried out loud.
Why tears fell like rain from a cloud.
They sat clinging to each other.
Younger and older, twin and brother.
The priestess Eva, the demon Sparda
With great love sacrificed each other.
Eva went first by Sparda's sword
In his arms said her last words
Bleeding to save the day from night
Eva managed to speak with all her might.
'I wish my boys to dream in peace,
For with this sacrifice will nightmares cease'
After Eva was but an empty shell
Sparda took his life as well.
Sealing again the prince of darkness
Closing the door on the devil prince Mundas
Sparda lay by Eva's side.
But just before this great hero died,
His mind drifted to his young sons
A smile on his face as he though t of his young ones.
Unlike Eva's his words were no hurdle,
All he said was 'Dante' and 'Vergil'
In memory of Eva and Sparda, may their love continue into eternity.
reading this again i found it impacting, i dont often brag but i like this poem and made me want to cry when i read my compleated verson.
plez read and review and tell me the impact it gave you.
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