Ambition closes the parade of Pride
A grim shade amongst the cruel shine
Of a house of fallen duty and betrayal
Of pain, sorrow, and survival.
And survival was Ambition’s mother, indeed.
For where it’s life, there’s a chance
A chance to climb back,
To reclaim in blood and flames
All that was taken away.
He emerged from the deepest part
Of the Labyrinth of self
A promise of retribution,
A revenant of hunger and rage.
Always scheming and plotting,
Spinning his web in the dark.
His garden of rot and decay
Plenty of lost souls has entrapped.
Decadence lusts after him,
Desire defies him in rivalry,
He doesn’t care in the end.
His mind is solely focused
On the game that is in play.
All the pieces must align,
Friends or foes don’t exist,
All that matters is his drive,
His goal, his chance
To claw his way up
And sit on the throne at last.
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Masquerade at the Edge of Dreams
Poetry"Masquerade at the Edge of Dreams" welcomes you to the Dreamscape, one of the most wonderful and dangerous planes in all the Omniverse. Written in the form of verses ─for poetry is the only way to make sense of dreams ─ this book introduces the den...
