As Time Bloom

Under the silver light of the second full moon 

Lies the pages of a blood oath 

That stained the floor in a crimson ink 

And from that ink 

Destiny spun into the unfortunate fate 

That transgressed underneath the satin sun 

Though of the sun we bared not it’s light 

Shamefully we walked

As misfit to the catastrophic entities of time 

Yet with our hollow smiles we ran with pride 

Unweaving fools in tuned to the stars  

Therefore we cared not of the morn 

Nor of the sweet dawn that awaited in the twilight 

For to faded was our forte 

And the true beauty of our lives only lied within its end 

But a flower bloom in the night 

Causing me to lose all focus, So I became lost 

Lost to the enchanting mysteries of what could be 

As well as to the ideals of what the night was meant to be 

To what purpose was there to reach for life in that moment I wondered...

Perhaps to show some means of hope 
To instill in some that life is much more than shadows... Maybe

Funny, 

How some things become more relevant when the sun is not shining 

Like those stars or that silver sighted moon

Call it the will of a god to have such a simple thing change a misguided fool.

~ Paradise's Poet ~