There was a girl, she was alone
lost parents in a war,
she thought her joy forever gone
went crying to a rocky shore
to jump and drown herself....
A guy was sitting at the coast
was fishing for a while,
his eyes transparent like a ghost
no sign of any luck or smile
he stared at water's maw
He travelled much, he travelled far
much suffering he saw
his right eye lost, there's a scar
was ripped out by a claw...
He's very strong, so is his heart
he's never dropping out,
he wears a sword, his only art
is killing and... remorse
He sees a shadow to the east
its rushing down a rock
there's no time to think at least
she's dropping down the block
Here comes the story to its end
i have not much to tell
i don't have any time to spend,
to narrate very well....
I want just say, theres a sword
has found a sheath to rest
a perfect union, what great accord!
her head rests at his chest...
("Omnia vincit amor")
Most poems i read here are melancholic and sad...so i wanted to create something...with a happy ending..characteristic for a tale...
Anways, this small poem is dedicated to Cazuh Lynn...thanks for your inspiration, i probablay won't write any further poems cos compared to you i'm not talented at all in such things...i gonna keep your poem saved...
I hope everyone else in this forum will enjoy it as well...like i enjoy your poems
Feel free to leave feedback...
shore: Küste, Ufer
to drown oneself: sich ertränken
maw : Schlund
suffering: Leid
to drop out: aufgeben
remorse: hier Gewissensbisse
block: hier Felsvorsprung
sheath: Schwertscheide
accord: Einklang, Einigung