Once upon a time - I wrote two poems regarding the blue rose. One of the journey - And one of the end of it. I thought I could never find it. I thought I would never grasp the blue rose.
...But who would've thought that after so long, I finally found it. I finally found her. The blue rose. The one who I thought I never could be with. But now I am. I'm smiling everyday for no reason now. I can feel it down in my bones. Its her. Could never be any other.
*Blue Rose Re*
The adventurer stood,
For years under the deadwood,
Thinking of what it could,
Thinking of what it would.
One shine in the darkness,
One shine to cure his blindness,
One shine to end his blueness,
One shine to restore his aegis.
Lo - The blue rose,
With such brilliance she glows,
Gone now his heart that froze,
Restored from painful gallows.
He'll never let it go,
To fend her with this bow,
To fend her from all woe,
He'll end all that brands hoe.
The journey taken for the flower,
He finally lowers his anchor,
For he now knows the answer,
Free from all anger.
...Hence is the twisted word version of this whole event. I know not how can I explain it whilst keeping anonymity,
..Well anonymity is only for one such wordplay poetry. Being direct is better isn't it?
*For Her*
This may sound corny,
But her beauty,
With highest decree,
To end the sadness spree.
The most amazing laugh,
For other noises a chaff,
For other bastards an epitaph,
I'll stand on your behalf.
Cliche it may sound,
But with you around,
My heart is bound,
My princess I crown.
I love you,
It remains true,
We will see this through,
To live as one with two.
Heh. Dammit, I'm in love. You know who you are. And I'll never go anywhere. I'll never leave you. I'll stand by you, Lady Ashe.
Adieu.
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