And now we Have someting for both Maul and Ezra, from a third person perspective. It was going to be a little angsty, but I decided against it. This also gives a more symbolic look at Ezra and Maul (considering the title).
The Ocean and the Inferno
What do those eyes see?
Blue oceans of curiosity and mystery,
Or the inferno of death and misery?
They rely each other,
Completing the other.
The hate,
The suffering,
The desire for justice.
Why does the craving for curiosity attract misery?
Or the craving for mystery,
With death lingering in the air.
But curiosity hates misery
Or at least that's what it seems,
Yet, he cannot resist.
He cannot stay away.
The temptation of power
The comfort in familiarity.
What felt symbolic,
Physically and emotionally reigned true.
The Inferno wanted the Ocean.
To hold on to his strength,
To hold on to his frame.
For the Inferno understood the Ocean,
Understanding his struggle.
And as such,
Desired the Ocean for himself.
But the Ocean tried to deny him,
He wanted to despise the Inferno.
He wanted to destroy it,
But deep within the Ocean's soul
Was the desire to keep the Inferno alive.
He hated the chaos the Inferno caused,
And wanted to fatally correct him.
Yet the Ocean secretly liked him,
He liked the Inferno's company,
His stories,
His trust.
Even the cynical attention was pleasing.
He understood the Inferno,
And the Inferno the same.
They were so different.
And yet, something felt the same.
Those eyes wanted more,
They desired acceptance,
And with it change.
The innocent and the destroyed.
The wonderer and the stray.
What would makes them different,
Makes them the same.
So, I have a few other poems lying around and would like to write more. Would you guys like to see a collection of them in a future post?