One's Pondering

GDC Inspired Poems (I)

A/N: Decided to write some poems on Grandmaster of Demonic Cultivation as known as Founder of Diabolism. *cough* Don't mind them. Wrote it to   ̶a̶n̶n̶o̶y̶  Funny-Banana in discord.

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The wind bellows in the night,

I look down 

and the strokes of longing and yearning

echoes through the air.

The unrequited love

instills nothing but hollowness.

The flowers in the lotus pier has bloomed

They look brightly up at the sun.

Through the hazy mist,

I see your figure.

You mouth something, but I cannot hear it.

To avoid dust of the mortal affairs,

But somehow I got caught in them.

The long years past,

I still look to chase after your shadow.

The moon accompanies me

As I transverse in this cold world.

Scampering behind the words of a traveler,

I search for you.

The wind bellows in the night.

It's cold and dreary.

The frost on the grass blade, it melts.

But the one within my heart

Has long been melted by you.

The shrill sounds of a flute cuts through the night

My heart shakes.

The leaves flutters by and my hand trembles.

Is that you?

I look to find you in my dreams.

A silent tear falls.

Though you are only an arms length away,

I cannot reach you.

No matter how much I chase,

You will always be a step further.

I had thought that it was enough to watch you,

But even before I knew it, you were gone.

The warmth you have left behind is dissipating slowly.

Even without knowing,

I had always looked in your direction.

Now I can never hear that laugh or see that smile.

My unrequited love remains frozen in my heart.

It aches, it aches, it aches...

Slowly the years pass by,

But I cannot find you.

Alone I linger,

Listlessly like the autumn breeze,

I gaze bleakly.

Just in case you ever come back,

I had stored your favorite wine,

My heart is prepared for you,

And my arms will welcome you,

This time around.

The sounds of the heron cries.

The spring breeze arises new life.

The shallow moon looms above.

But life has stopped for me.

Passing by the pavilion,

The faint silhouette of you

Could be seen galloping away.

Your radiant face blooms delicately.

The weight of my longing outstretches.

Millions of miles, I head on this long journey.

Only when this hole has been filled,

Can I finally rest.