One of my old Haiku-epics.
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http://maximilian-aurea.deviantart.com/art/Fates-Intertwined-143787489For those too lazy to give me pageviews (lol), I'll post it here anyway.
Fates Intertwined
by ~Maximilian-Aurea
Here before me lies,
A fateful tale yet untold;
Living Memories
From whence had he come?
This lord - mane of midnight black;
With pain was he Rife
Here - his eyes are dark,
As bards sing of what once was;
Forgotten Stories
A hero unnamed,
His sculpture set in stone;
Born from ceaseless Strife
Those darkened waters,
Born of winding rivers;
Doubtful Reflections
Journeying throughout,
Black-clad knight with crimson blade;
Paladin Forlorn
Hopelessness took root,
His soul - lost within the dark;
Without Direction
But light of Love
Illuminated his eyes;
Paragon Reborn
And from the shadows
Arose a god ascended;
Humanity Shed
For in his shedding
Of singularity;
Lost were earthly Woes
Forsaken was all
Merciless gripping sorrow;
On which he once Fed
No longer whipping,
Solitude undone - within;
Its final death Throes
In blinding moments,
Passion blazed like solar winds;
To heights most Divine
Ecstatic wonder,
Glistening crystalline eyes;
Tears fallen to Ground
United through Fate,
Unparalleled rarity;
The stars all Aligned
And she, his keeper?
An angel in her descent;
Soul-Bound
Though divine she was,
Hers was not a simple path;
Plagued by Consequence
Of her actions not,
But the sins of the Father;
A Saint yet Dethroned
For in abandon,
Forsaken was his blood-line;
Futile Dominance
And from their ashes
His children were lost to time;
Their future Unknown
In his place arose,
Where once lived humility;
A spiteful Tyrant
Yet even enchained,
She progressed adamantly;
Goddess Arising
Her vivid smiles
Ivory illuminate;
Forever Vibrant
Edging still away,
She fled far beyond his grasp;
Endless Horizon
To a land thought lost,
Not to sands of time, but Man;
Ravaged by War
Unwonted beauty
Helpless - torn in futile grasps;
Like fabric from Flame
Lost was their culture,
Exotic worlds - All as One;
That which they Adore
Naught but suffering
Yet lived - within their high walls;
Little remained, but Shame
The Years bled away,
As empire fell to ruin;
Her people Enslaved
Great citizens lost
To the Tyrant's grasping claws;
Torn flesh and scarred Bone
Their lives but play-things
At the hands of lusting lords;
Actions most Depraved
But as light faded
From the eyes of fellow Man;
A few hearts yet Shone
And from the remnants,
Were carved loyal warriors;
Battling to Exist
There - sheltered within,
Tattered banners were lifted;
Enemy flags Burn
Within the outskirts,
Wave upon wave clashed with pride;
Forever Resist!
Our men unyielding,
The invaders repelled;
Never to Return
But from that battle,
She never did recover;
Her body most Pale
The strains of conquest,
Too much for she - bed ridden;
His soon birthing Wife
Yet from that goddess,
Was to come a prince most dear;
That little child so Frail
In final moments,
Created was new beauty;
Sacrificed for Life
In her memory,
Emblazoned stars light the skies;
Loss is Remembered
As with her brightest
eyes - set like vibrant gemstones;
Constellation High
In loving embrace,
Passion - freely and fully;
The moments Treasured
And with her last breath,
An oath he loudly uttered;
Fervent Battle-cry
Before me he stands,
Tall as the walls that bound him;
Within his Stronghold
Shadow-bound splendor,
That Lord - mane of midnight-black;
Clad in Ebony
In his memory,
Their embrace shall outshine death;
Love - Volumes Untold
And in poetry,
They shall live on in legend;
Soaring high and Free