Haiku XIWeary bones, cold handsentangled in a blankettrying to survive.
Haiku XWhy must my damned handsregardless of instructiondraw blood on a whim?
Haiku IXFallen sticks and stonesgathered before the ignitionshatter in black flames.
InsigniaBranded on my skin,A sign of weaknessUnyielding, revolting,betraying my best efforts,futility's minionson wings of silvered secretsdarkened moons of heated hatred,burned in a circle of fire.Blooded seals, carved into flesh,by blades of blackened brush,Charcoal roads, leading from my scarsto eyes, to heart, to mind unsettled.Cold flames that bear no hope,drive snow from heights to the softened soilIn spite of TerabithiaThis cold and burned insignia.
He's AngryRed hot, ash and cinders sit lingering under singeing feet and winded extinguishing pain,cold and indifferent the flames lick again and again, with the tenacity of termites in the wood which now is blazing instead of the quiet saving despaired in the violent haven of solitude, derived from the walls invincible fortitude, cold and broken, hot and flaming, the light of licensed fury fires up, scorching instead of slipping the slapping icicles a shatter, broken fragments of fire dance like lions on hot sand, circling prey in playful predation, and finally he beckons.The flames obey, following the hand of hell's heat, a hurricane of blazing blue in spirals around his hemispheric hand, raised to the hurrying heat above, the rains beat down, like drums in the hands of the African savages, warriors crying, each raindrop plummets down just to be burned up in fire, sweet succulent fire power, inspired glowering heat waves, like shimmering mirrors in the sky which the fireflies dance upon, lea
TearsLooking back on his silence, wishing he would have broken it, winded by circumstances his tears are ready to dance down his face, regret in tangible shapes descend from worlds of heaven and earth.His eyes behold once again the ground which he has trod so many times, so many lies and lives forever splintered, and the sakura blossoms mixing with the rain only add to his tears, and to the one he destroyed, he has no more than to say...I'm sorry...