074: Rain (7 of 21)

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Seventh part of the [21 Elements] project, inspired by Final Fantasy Type-0 (Reishiki). I'm playing the game!

This poem is dedicated to [Donalyn E. Natorilla], the spear-wielder of the element...

LXXIV

RAIN

Flow to reality, sweet confession

To a waterfall of death

Earthbound, I soar

Enduring the darkness

In the sky, I am predestined

To a meaningless existence

Waiting a slight resemblance

From the cares of the world, I've seen

A glint of resuscitation

Peeled off from the cold gray

Furthering the lonely travel

Drop from a heavenly height

I gamble against the world

To odds of remaining hope

Force strips my dark flesh

To an undulating amount

Of memory, time may cease

In a numb, faltering moment

See the day slowly go by

Through a wrecking heartbeat

Minds may be disconnected

On a pulse of imminent danger

Air lifts a sense of life

From the ghastly crisp of winter

By a flick of the finger, thoughts

Linger, a stoic shadow

Come, end of autumn

Bring me into your quiet bosom

I am worthwhile never still

Alive until the doom

Marred on a cursed Friday

By the love of vingt-et-un

Blood is a little hunger

Suicide is a little splash

Flow to reality, love of solitude

To a waterfall of death

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