The Askance Chapter 4 Part 3a
Love, Hate And War
Somehow, I felt unnaturally at peace at heart
Accepting all there is whether in reality or in dreams
I felt changed in finality from a past torn apart
Yet, I’m unable to realize what is all to mean
Given my current status, I’ve lost what belongs dear to me
Perhaps I might say, dear in reality and make-believe
Though living a false truth beyond living humanity
It is as real as what the passage of dreams can achieve
I’ve lost the love I can see in presence
I’m lost the will in savouring financial comfort
I’ve developed an inability to see reason
And as silently I go, I travel the paths unheard
As for the land beyond, to fight for good to triumph
I can recognize faith and all good will for the cause
Yet, those of darkness can I find myself the moment
When I know it’s the price for reality to be lost
Am I to sleep once more… at peace?
Am I to regain what I deem lost to time?
Tranquility I yearn to place my heart at ease
Yet somehow I always felt left behind
{I presume it to be sundown when I awoke
The reds in the sky, the warmth to be soaked
It seems so absurd how tranquil it feels to just be here
For the dark to dare venture in uncertainties without fear
And in silence we watch as the Sun dies away
Knowing to be soon, must we usher in the darkness to stay
What sort of nightmare is this coming night to lure?
How much more of trials are we to vanquish or to endure?
And from a distance not too far away, Alkaiya was in trance
Studying and awaiting for direction for the right wind to dance
The wind was soft and enchanting for when it blew
And from a little twirl amidst the sand, our course was due
Northeast was the route we set into the stony fields
Silent and cold, dry and eerie to have discomfort to yield
Nevertheless, our destination to the Temple of Erl-gria spurred us forward
Arming the sin-fill sword within my grasp yet feeling useless and awkward
Noticeably, there were blacken leech-like insects crawling around
Edging through the stones in pursue of fresh blood to hound
And I looked to Alkaiya for guidance from this predicament
Yet… her face was utterly ashen and in awe of bafflement
And before she could voice the incomprehensible notion
The leeches sprang and erupted in the midst of our apprehension
Alike quicksand yet in opposition in the contraceptive way
The sheer number would we be powerless to keep at bay
Copyright © Joel Lee | Year Posted 2017
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