Love, Death, and Life (Collection of my recent writing)

From the girl of my dreams comes a kiss, a true love nothing close to a miss, of a stressful life i have lived, I losen my fist, and release my soul into an everlasting bliss, our souls shall dwell eternal adventure in heavenly mist, under not a spell I am, but when she confessed her love fell my heart victim to cupids arrow, enlightened it was by my guardian dove, and warrior sparrow.

Thoughts that float in my mind like mist in the season lost, i sit in white and observe motionless the night sky, i ponder the purpose of night stalked darkness while skeletons lurk under my innocence.

Oh how the green nature brings me comfort as i lean to the tree for confidence, my path shall be easy for my eyes can see a direction.

excuses explode as darkness flies, existence crumbles and the tree of life is full of colour, protected in the arms of mother death who's blindness holds the keys of truth.

To the hero that will save humanity, it will be done in darkness, a shadow must follow in order to purify the whole world, a rider, lone wolf, the black sheep must shed himself from mainstream life and cast himself out into loneliness, only then will humanity have a chance.

Purity in youth, so sad the world forces us to compromise such.

Gods feminine side is only half of its entity, its compassion and care like a dove and an angel that is attributed with pureness, pure beauty, pure life, pure love, and pure confidence, used only for unconditional care, the facts of women less of the ones who have been scorned by mens nature.

To life we sprout thanks to mother life, mother earth feeds us, and mother death takes us where we are at the mercy of the unknown.

Mother where are you, why did you leave me, I cant find you ?

Our lack of respect for nature brings forth natures struggle for freedom, the sky is foggy, the horizon barren, our souls are stuck between the outer layers of space, we have been rejected finally.

Mans best friend walks side by side through all fears of ones blessed troubles...oh King how i miss your protection, our games and your loyal devotion to my attention.

I shelter from the sun in the mist to avoid the light, my guilt pulls me under, i float along the bottom hoping for a shade that may understand my deep thoughts, maybe I can face the light, oh how beautiful the sun is when you can actually glance at it without going blind.

The dying walk off to be alone, to die alone...but why? I can see some peace peaking the horizon, some shine lending its hand.

Heavens window floats on earth,leaking over the calm shallow waters, find the stones and unshackle your chains, step to me with your dark rose love and drown with me in eternal ecstasy.

Unsheathe your blade for I shall unsheathe mine and with my inner souls reliance and training of Bushido I will slice your corpse in half before you can even comprehend the reality of my mortal hands exchanging all of its power to the perfection of my Katana, I jump into the airless air, gravity holds me not, i drive through your soul my weapon and you disintegrate into formless matter, your mass shapeless, and your soul moves on waiting for the day of judgment to understand what had just happened.