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Endless stems of new life gather,
Remembering the past teachings filled with murder.
The wars that raged are now long past,
Yet our memories cannot forget this wrath.
Humans do not let go of their lives,
Rather convincing their illusion that always strives.
Many threads could come from this selfish act,
But only one vision resists the strain of fact.
The whispered word created by man,
The searching light that hope only can...
Written while listening to Ergo Proxy's ending theme.
very cool poem and the illusion
is sometimes greater than the real
thing because things just seem to make
more since and your life isnt as confusing.
sure it may seem that real life can
be harsh cruel or even full of harshness
but life always finds a way to bring hope
to an overshadowed life .
thats what i got from this poem and i liked it
alot.
As great as my memories recall, Soldat.
I enjoyed your poem, it was done very well.
It was also very desciptive in my opinion.
A lot of Imagery comes up in my mind, [that's a Good thing]
Great work! [Hands over a cookie]
I've had too many chocolate chip cookies of late, but another cookie is never too much in some fashion.
Lost Hope
The meaning of loneliness that gathers upon loss,
Facing death time after time without a fuss.
Hearing without listening the emotions that spawn from within,
Nothing seems to matter when one light can no longer bring a grin.
Tears fall down like drops of rain in a condensed feeling,
Where water remains inexistant or a brief passing.
Looking forward to nothing other than what remains,
A home away from home that comforts little more than unresolved pains.
A continuation of what I felt in an episode of Ergo Proxy.
EDIT: I wrote a remark about another poem which I find interesting on its own, here is the post of what I wrote, you can look at the top of that link to see to poem that inspired my logic:
http://www.animeonline.net/f29/kiss-...48/#post501492