Lost Essence

[Tetsanosuke]

Fallen wings chained against the rustling wind,
The flight so light and gold with but a thought,
No where we can go where we haven't been
Yet still I am torn apart.

I am lost in eyes of red passion, lost in my greed..
Lost in my lustful instinct that it's so very hard to breathe.
I am seeking what I always longed,
What I have prepared myself to start,
What I see has no meaning, no wrong,
Only bullets of blazing fires blue shot in the dark.

Whispers in my ear and folds of my tongue,
My instinct of flight has dropped,
I am no longer able to run.

But have I really ran?
Through what sand I had to dig?
Can I really let the dirt fall,
What hold has me in it's grip?
My own is so very banned.

Tell me of a future where I can be free,
A future that lets me smile,
Show me the truth behind the seal,
The chalice filled with purified bile...

So far along this scarred earth,
I am a breathing child,
lost in depth of my own breath..
This feeling of lost-finds breathe huffs of fire.

Fire within, fire again, running through my deepest utter thoughts.
And sought out have I done for my truths,
Each and every single day,
I know I have to keep my eyes forwards,
But in all there's nothing else for my days.

Chains of water, chains of wind,
My fire burns but cannot seduce,
The elements that make my noose,
To let me back into life again.

At ease for now I am like a plow,
Rugged by the dragging I have fought,
The dirt my blatant canvas for my eyes to see the pout...
The pout of sorrow and the frown of disdain,
The inner song that carries along can never be tuned again.

But even with my lost dreams,
And even with my cold soul,
My fires buried somewhere inside,
And must be unearthed from me like gold.

[*Lady_Kikyo*]

wow..so emotional, i love the choice of words. this is a great poem, i like the very last few sentences, great job!!