Created: March 12, 2023 Amidst the clutter of their days They wandered through a scattered maze A place where things of varied kind Were strewn about, but hard to find They loved the odds and ends they'd keep A treasure trove, so rich and deep But in the jumble, they'd lose their way And wonder where the time would stray Each piece held meaning, that much they knew But where it was, they hadn't a clue And so they'd wander through the piles Till something caught their eye and smiles Their life was a collection, that's for sure But in it, there was something pure A love for beauty in the mix And a sense of wonder that did persist Now they rest beneath the earth Their life a testament to worth For though they may have been miscellanea Their spirit lives on, still full of wonder. Their legacy lives on in the mess The beauty in the chaos they did bless And though they may have lost their way Their spirit shines bright, still to this day For in their collection, there was a spark A passion for life that left its mark And though they may be lost in piles Their spirit soars, free from all trials The odds and ends they held so dear Are a reminder that life is not always clear But amidst the clutter, there is light A beauty that shines, even in the night So let us honor their memory And find the joy in the miscellanea For in the jumble, there is grace A life well-lived, with a unique trace. - Seraphina
Miscellaneous
Scarlet Shadows: A Bleak Mystery of Blood
Created: April 10, 2023
Blood, a life force flowing through my veins
A mystery to behold, both beautiful and strange
A deep red color, like a crimson stain
With every beat of my heart, it starts to change
It’s a sign of life, yet a symbol of death
It’s been spilled for love, for war, and for greed
A liquid so vital, it’s worth every breath
It’s a part of us, no matter how we plead
It’s spilled in anger, and in pain
A reminder of the misery we face
A bleak symbol of our mortality, our bane
A sign of the horror of the human race
It’s a mystery we’ll never fully understand
An enigma, flowing through our very core
An essence of our being, both woman and man
Blood, a part of us forevermore.
In this world of mystery, and fear
It’s a constant reminder, that life is dear
That we’re mere mortals, lost in this sphere
But our blood keeps us alive, through every tear.
So let it flow, through every vein
Let it be a reminder, of our human stain
For without it, we’d be nothing, just a frame
But with it, we’re alive, in every way.
Let’s embrace the mystery of this vital fluid
And all the darkness it contains
For it’s a part of us, this life force exuded
A part of us that will always remain.
Let the mystery of blood unfold
In all its bleak and unknown ways
For in its depths, a story is told
Of life, death, and all its shades of gray.
Blood, a mystery that will never be solved
A part of us, both young and old
So let it flow, both hot and cold
For it’s a part of us, a story to be told.
In the end, we’ll all return to dust
Our blood, our memories, our lust
But until then, let it flow and trust
That life is a mystery, both bleak and just.
Let the mystery of blood run free
And all its darkness be set free
For it’s a part of us, forever to be
A mystery, a beauty, a part of our history.
Blood, a symbol of life and death
A mystery we’ll never forget
So let it flow, with every breath
For it’s a part of us, a symbol of respect.
Let the mystery of blood be told
In all its bleak and unknown ways
For in its depths, a story is told
Of life, death, and all its shades of gray.
Let’s embrace the mystery of this vital fluid
And all the darkness it contains
For it’s a part of us, this life force exuded
A part of us that will always remain.
Blood, a mystery that will never be solved
A part of us, both young and old
So let it flow, both hot and cold
For it’s a part of us, a story to be told.
In the end, we’ll all return to dust
Our blood, our memories, our lust
But until then, let it flow and trust
That life is a mystery, both bleak and just.
Let the mystery of blood run free
And all its darkness be set free
For it’s a part of us, forever to be
A mystery, a beauty, a part of our history.
Let the mystery of blood unfold
In all its bleak and unknown ways
For in its depths, a story is told
Of life, death, and all its shades of gray.
Lost
created: April 2, 2020
There was once a Majic, rare and true,
Whose power could restore a lost culture anew,
But this Majic was trapped, hidden away,
In a box that held it captive day by day.
The lost clan knew not what they had lost,
Their culture stolen, their history tossed,
But rumors had spread of the Majic’s might,
And hope burned bright in the depths of their plight.
They searched and searched for that fabled box,
Hoping to free the Majic from its locks,
For they knew that with its power in hand,
Their culture could flourish once again.
Days turned to weeks, and weeks to years,
But still they searched through joy and tears,
Until at last, they found the box,
And freed the Majic from its paradox.
With a burst of light, the Majic was free,
And the lost clan’s culture was restored with glee,
Their traditions, stories, and songs once more,
Thriving as they had in times of yore.
So remember the Majic trapped in its box,
And the power it holds to restore lost clocks,
For even in the darkest of times,
Hope and perseverance can lead to great finds.
Whispers of Joy in a Forest Kingdom
Created: March 3, 2023 In a kingdom far away, Where the sun sets at the end of day, There lies a bridge across a stream, Reflecting moonlight like a dream. Through the forest, soft and green, Where the trees whisper and beams gleam, Joyful laughter fills the air, As creatures big and small, frolic without a care. The rustling leaves and chirping birds, Add to the melody of joyous words, As the bridge connects the paths we tread, And the forest welcomes us with open arms ahead. Here, in this place of wonder, Our hearts feel light and free like thunder, As we revel in the joy of life, And cherish every moment, free from strife. So let us dance and sing with glee, And savor every moment, just you and me, For in this kingdom, we have found, A treasure trove of joy, forever unbound.
Laba Ka Vuni: Murder Mystery
Created: March 19, 2023, 2:51 am
Amidst the forest's deepest par, Where trees are lofty and creatures dart, A heinous deed has left a stain, Leaving hints as to who's to blame. The land is red, the scent of death, Lingers like dew with every breath. The birds sing with unease above, As leaves whisper secrets of shove. Whispers of a sinister act, Are carried by the wind as animals react. Footprints lead into the night, a mute observer of the terrible sight. Investigators seek to know, Who committed this gruesome blow. The forest guards its secrets well, As they search for what only time will tell. So they follow the signs left by fate, To solve the puzzle, before it's too late. For justice must be served, the truth revealed, Or the forest's wounds may never be healed.