Third part of the [21 Elements] project, inspired by Final Fantasy Type-0 (Reishiki). I'm playing the game!
This poem is dedicated to [Byron Joseph G. del Rosario], the fist-wielder of the element...
LXIX
EARTH
The ground echoes a steady pulse
To which I listen to
A faint heartbeat
Of a soul beneath my cold, bare feet
I lay down on the soft autumn grass
Where my skin clings to
A melody
Of the moon that keeps me company
Through the night,
Stillness brings a different sight
Of a world carefree and wide
I do not possess another side
Of character or emotion
But I come to be baptized
To belong, to be captive
Of a new revolution
That I never realized
Until I was alive
Through the night,
Meditation bestows the gift of flight
Phantasmagoria, to be exact
So that I may complete the sacred pact
A promise to be born
On this pristine clay
That change may ignite
Not special, nor forlorn
Not dreaming this day
But to be infinite
Tomorrow,
Love will never be called sorrow
Indifference wouldn't cause pain
Tears will never resemble rain
When I've learned enough
I wouldn't crumble
I wouldn't be still
I will be tough
I will resemble
If I ever fulfill
The tremors fade to a hushed silence
To which I listen to
A perfect moment
Of a myriad of mysterious elements
The ground opens a new dimension
Where my senses cling to
A memory
Of a vision locked out of reality
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A Collection of Poems
PoetryThese poems are just some of the little pieces that make up my life. Whenever I get inspired by someone or something, I write a little story about it in the form of a poem. In a way, it helps me express what I have in my mind in a very vague way. I'...
