AllPoets-Literature

There's nothing compared to the love we share with the ones above for though they trip and act a fool we'd do no less if given the chance and so we stay forever by our master's feet. Loyal till the brink for when they're in trouble we will no more rest but jump to our feet and do our best to bring them home without a scratch.

I still remember the days when the neighborhood kids would come to play blissfully we would run only to be tanned by the noonday sun. cheerful and unaware one day we would be standing here on the brink of unknowns unsure where to go. knowing for sure that those who will follow will look at our paths at a gaze and ponder what cause them to be and can I be greater than they? and so I plea that when we chose the course we remember to hold on to the child while reaching for the later day with all the goals displayed so through it all when the battle is done. We would know for sure that we lived to our full. So when those who follow gaze at our paths they'll choose to walk the lighter path.

Why must family hurt one another with dreadful words building up anger and resentment as each day goes by. Breaking down each other still they can no longer feel any love in fear of it being squashed and thrown aside met with only hateful remarks bye and bye. Yet these people are told to hide away in order not to inflict pain on the person who caused them the endless torment. For they are family and so they get a free pass as many would say but they have gone astray for what the family do often hurt more even without a blow. Even children who are often cast aside experience this pain and they can not getaway for what're they to do with the parents always lurking around the corner? If it's only verbal they're often belittled children and adults alike for words don't hurt as much as stones some fools would say when in reality words can cut deeper then any wound and last much longer. Even when people of power bother to care often times the options are few some would just shoo you

I was an orphan I had nothing left When he reached out to me Together we became happy clowns We wanted to make the world happy We were so good together But what a tragedy, one night I had to fall into despair When in his eyes reflected only the black A smiling man came to his grave To give me another destiny I never should have, and accepted the ending He descended from the beyond But he wasn’t the same, he was there In the form of an akuma My arm atrophied Who had never moved Moved, awoke He killed my father, returning to the afterlife And I never saw him again Leaving me there with a bruised heart From this day, A devil scar remain, And only one oath I swear to fulfill Never stop and keep walking