Note: I don't own Devil May Cry or Dante. Or Vergil. And I'm sure you'll be able to tell who this poem is talking about. Enjoy. And sorry if it's kind of bad. My first DMC poem.
Alone he cried
Silent tears flowing.
What had he done
This sin of his soul?
Long he denies all
Saying it never mattered.
But deep in his heart
He thinks of what could have been.
He watched his brother's fall
Long he waited to catch him.
But the coldness of his brother's hate
Forced his hand to stay.
How long had he seen the pain?
How long did he watch?
Did he see the end?
Or did he turn his eyes to a dream?
Does he search for his lost half?
Does he pray for forgiveness
Of what is believed to be his own fall?
How long will he wait?
The tears falling unseen
Never will they end.
Has life become the dream he saw?
Or has the nightmare just begun?