Ya. Welcome. Now I've never been much of a fan of writing poetry, but we've had a lot of assignments in class in which we had to write poems, and I ended up following somewhat of a theme. At least, in so much as they're all from Full Metal Alchemist. And, wonder of all wonders, I was actually proud of some of them. So I finally broke down and decided to start posting them up here. Now, you may have noticed that most of my stories up here are…um…how shall I put it…taking a lot of time to continue, and I apologize. So here is a nice break, a whole slew of one-shots that I'll put up as soon as I get them figured out. Please enjoy!
'Transgressions'
They screamed
And I trembled.
You merely watched.
You, who had carried their lives
Safe your arm
In bottles of red.
Their souls passed to me
In trinkets and sparks.
You knew, you had to!
We flew through the city,
Gods, in our splendor,
But with no such virtue
As they had to cling to.
The flamed prowled the ground,
Greedy and bright,
And they always seemed
To find children first.
They screamed
And I trembled.
You closed your eyes.
The sky sang red,
The streets ran red.
The walls bled red.
Even the dust
In it's secretive way
Drew in crimson specks.
But through all the screams
Our gloves remained white.
Amidst all the wreckage,
We still could pretend.
But it wasn't enough,
And the world watched.
You watched,
With your cold, quiet eyes.
They were traitors and rebels
And human and crying,
But my fingers clenched
And the bullets flew.
Again,
And again,
And the white of my gloves
Became speckled with red.
And you watched
As beneath the gloves
Was red-stained skin,
And beneath the skin
Was red-soaked flesh,
And beneath the flesh
Was a red-drawn soul,
Broken and quiet,
And you stood by.
They were silent
And I trembled.
You softly walked away.
Well, I hope you liked! If you have the time, please drop a comment by. Your thoughts are priceless!