Day: 04/27/2023

Eternal Sentinel

Uneka calls out to Ishnol,
As he walks away, without control.
Leaving her behind, once again,
Without a word, or a thought to spend.

But then, she grabs him by the arm,
And he turns, with his eyes alarmed.
Black and white, with a Nordic sign,
A sight that makes her heart decline.

Ishnol speaks of immortality,
A curse that brings him agony,
Endless pain, and suffering,
A life that’s never-ending.

He’s seen things he wishes he hadn’t,
And his soul has been broken and battered.
He can’t be attached to anyone,
For they will die, while he lives on.

He’s been betrayed and held captive,
His gift a curse, that’s so massive.
Uneka tries to understand,
But he’s too broken to take her hand.

He tells her that immortality is a curse,
A fate worse than death, that’s adverse.
A reminder of one’s own insignificance,
In a universe that’s cruel and indifferent.

So Uneka learns from Ishnol’s pain,
And she’ll never see immortality the same.
For his words are a warning, a call,
To never seek what’s not worth it all.

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Short Convo/Story between two of my characters.

I’ll make a poem out of this convo soon…probably

Uneka: Ishnol where are you going? You can’t just keep leaving outta nowhere like this.

Ishnol ignores walking by roughly bumping into her shoulder. She grabs him making him turn and grab her by her neck. All she could see was his left eye turning black and the right turning white with a Nordic symbol as his pupils.

Ishnol: Do you know the definition of immortality?

Uneka: What (struggling to breathe) the fuck are you talking about?

He then releases her dropping her to the ground as she lands on her knees gasping for air.

Ishnol: It means that my candle and only my candle can not be extinguished. Can you guess how many times my it has gone out just to burn again!! The countless bones I’ve shattered just for them to heal right back. I still feel the pain from my last mission. I’m only 15 and I’ve seen people die in ways no one should ever have to witness. I can’t be attached to people because I will live on as I watch them slowly die in front of me. I’ve been berated, betrayed, held captive, and tortured by this so-called gift I was given. So I ask again do you know the fucking definition of Immortality?

Uneka: It means you live fore-.

Ishnol: No!! It’s a cursed existence that traps one in an eternal cycle of pain, suffering, and loneliness. It is a state where one is condemned to witness the decay and destruction of everything they hold dear, while they themselves remain forever unchanged and stagnant. Immortality is the ultimate manifestation of hubris, a perpetual reminder of one’s own insignificance in the face of an uncaring universe. It is a fate worse than death, an endless nightmare that one can never wake up from, and a curse that can only be bestowed upon those deemed unworthy of true rest and peace in the afterlife.

Ishnol

Uneka

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Unheard Fury

What the poem is about:

“Me: I understand your anger bu-

Makayla: You don’t understand my anger!! If you did, you wouldn’t have gotten rid of me so easily.”

Her anger boiled like a stormy sea,
As she raged, “You don’t understand me!”
Her words sharp, slicing like a knife,
Bleeding out the pain of a severed life.

“I trusted you, I gave you my all,
And yet you let me go, like a forgotten doll.
You discarded me, as if I meant nothing,
Leaving me alone, hurt and suffering.”

Her fury burned with a fiery passion,
As she railed against this callous action.
“You don’t know me, you never did,
Or else you would have fought to keep me, kid.”

Her anger was raw and real,
A wounded heart that refused to heal.
So listen closely, and heed her plea,
And maybe then, you’ll truly see.

 

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