Day: 05/08/2023

The Fatal Rule of Love

In life, there are rules we’re told to obey,
To keep us safe and out of harm’s way,
And among them is a harsh decree,
To show no love, or risk death’s key.

For love is a thing that softens the heart,
And makes us vulnerable, torn apart,
It opens us up to pain and despair,
And leaves us defenseless, stripped and bare.

So we’re told to be cold, to keep love at bay,
To guard ourselves in every single way,
To never let our guard down or give in,
For love is a weakness, a fatal sin.

But what of the beauty that love can bring,
The warmth it provides, the joy it can sing,
The way it connects us to others around,
And lifts us up when we’re feeling down?

Is it worth the risk to shut out love’s light,
To live in the darkness of eternal night,
To miss out on the moments that make life worth living,
And the happiness that love can bring, freely giving?

Perhaps we should reconsider this rule,
And instead embrace love as a powerful tool,
To connect us to others in a meaningful way,
And enrich our lives with each passing day.

For in the end, it’s love that gives life its meaning,
The joy and the laughter, the moments redeeming,
So let us show love, let our hearts be unfurled,
For love is the greatest gift in this world.

 

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Value inside You

Within you, there’s something grand,
A treasure hidden, a golden strand,
The devil attacks with all his might,
But don’t despair, stand and fight.

Thieves don’t break into empty homes,
There’s something here, worth the comb,
The harder the battle, the greater the prize,
In the face of fear, let courage arise.

Don’t let the devil steal your joy,
Or your dreams, hopes, and employ,
You have a purpose, a destiny to fulfill,
So rise up, let your light spill.

The devil’s attacks will come and go,
But your strength will continue to grow,
For inside you, there’s a flame that burns,
A light that shines, a lesson learned.

So remember this, my dear friend,
The devil attacks because he can’t comprehend,
The value inside you, the power you hold,
So rise up, be bold, and let your story unfold.

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The Double-Edged Curse

My personality, a blade of two sides,
An instrument of darkness, that never subsides,
With every pull, the wound it deepens,
The more I tug, the more my spirit weakens.

I try to sheath it, keep it confined,
But the blade emerges, a constant grind,
The more I push, the more it cuts,
And those around me, their blood it sucks.

I yearn to connect, to share my pain,
But the edges cut, leaving a bloody stain,
And those I care for, they feel the sorrow,
As I struggle with this blade, no tomorrow.

It’s a never-ending battle, a constant plight,
To keep the blade sheathed, away from the light,
To find a way to balance the scales,
And let my true self die, without leaving any trails.

For while the sword may bring harm,
It’s also a source of great alarm,
A curse, a burden, a darkness within,
A gift that I must learn to shun and win.

So I’ll keep on wielding, learning to cope,
With this double-edged sword, my only hope,
To find a way to let go of this pain,
And share my light, without leaving a stain.

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(Poem) Shadows of Disdain: A Tense Exchange between Teammates

In this world, divided by worth and use,
Two members of a team engage in dispute,
Ishnol, cold and emotionless in his views,
Believes Unela is worthless, without refute.

Unela, hurt and angry, stands her ground,
Years of working together now in question,
She thought they shared a mutual understanding,
But to Ishnol, she’s just a tool for selection.

The argument escalates, emotions flare,
Unela defends her skills and experience,
While Ishnol judges her without care,
She’s a liability, in his eyes, without coherence.

Unela refuses to give up on her dreams,
To quit the team and everything she’s worked for,
She sees her worth beyond her skill extremes,
And reminds Ishnol they’re not just tools, but more.

Ishnol, unmoved, warns of the danger ahead,
But Unela fights on, refusing to be swayed,
She challenges Ishnol’s views with a pointed thread,
And reminds him of the debt he’s yet to repay.

In the end, their argument unresolved,
The two teammates remain at odds,
One cold and unfeeling, the other resolved,
To prove her worth and fight for the cause.

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Shadows of Disdain 1: A Tense Exchange between Teammates

Ishnol: Who cares about working together? In this world, there are people that are of use and there are people who are worthless and you Unela are worthless.

 

Unela: (Pauses for a moment, her eyes narrowing as she looks at Ishnol with a mixture of anger and sadness) I see. So that’s how you really feel about me, Ishnol. After all these years of working together, and all the missions we’ve completed side by side, you still believe I’m worthless?

Ishnol: (Remains silent, his expression blank and emotionless)

Unela: (defensive) I may not be as experienced as some of the others, but I’ve been doing this for years. I’ve faced my fair share of challenges and come out on top. (Continues, her voice growing more strained) I thought we had a mutual understanding, Ishnol. We were part of the same team, fighting for the same cause. But I guess I was wrong. I guess I was just a tool to you, something to be used and discarded when I was no longer used.

Ishnol: (Finally speaks, his voice low and cold) Don’t be so dramatic, Unela. It’s not about you as a person. It’s about your abilities or lack thereof.

Unela: (Bitterly) And what abilities do you have that make you so superior, Ishnol? The fact that you can disappear for days, weeks, or even months without a word to anyone? That you can kill without a second thought, without any remorse or regret?

Ishnol: (coldly) Don’t play dumb with me. I’ve been watching you, observing how you handle yourself in the field. You lack the necessary skills and instincts to survive in this line of work. You’re a liability to us and a danger to yourself.

Unela: (frustrated) And what do you suggest I do then? Quit the team? Give up on everything I’ve worked for?

Ishnol: (firmly) That might be for the best-

Unela: (angered) You don’t get to decide that for me, Ishnol. I’ll stay and fight alongside my team, no matter what you or anyone else thinks. We’re not just tools to be used and discarded. We’re people, with emotions and feelings. We’re not machines.

Ishnol: (unmoved) Suit yourself. But just remember, if you get yourself killed out there, it won’t be my fault. I warned you.

Unela: You’re so quick to judge, Ishnol. Don’t forget that you wouldn’t even be here if it weren’t for the miracle of your ancestral form. If it hadn’t intervened that day, you would have been dead under that rubble like the rest of your family.

Ishnol: (pauses for a moment, his expression unchanged) You think that makes me indebted to you or the Angel Assassins? I am here because I choose to be, not because I owe anyone anything.

Unela: (her eyes narrow) You may not feel indebted, but you owe it to yourself to be a better operator and a better person. The way you speak to others is unacceptable and it will only lead to your downfall.

Ishnol: (leaning closer to Unela) My downfall? I assure you, Unela, I am not the one who should be worried about their downfall. You seem to forget that we are not friends, and I have no obligation to work with you or anyone else. My only concern is completing my missions and doing so with precision and efficiency.

 

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