Scythe

Prologue

I'm falling in love with him, I know it is forbidden

He gives me a pleasant scheme, my heart is slowly fading

He makes feel so alive, I can see my corpse's den

He lifts me up in my life but I still prefer falling.

Bright are his eyes and wide smile, though my fate with him is dark,

Like in a river of sky, filled with stars of deadly spark,

Swimming with my blissful fears, I still love his fearful tears

I'm relishing his sweet whirs, while drinking his blaring beers.

I keep my love's beat high, though blood's oozing out of my heart,

I may fall to dreadful show, but I never want to stop

I know I'll be fine with him, because his scythe is an art,

He's a scythe with comely beam, pierced my heart with sightly traps.

He kisses me torridly with his own love-poisoned lips,

He gives a sweet taste of glee; He sends a love-toxic trip,

This isn't normal feeling, but I'm sure with this life's bet –

I'm scared, afraid and dying; I'm falling in love with Death.

This love is a bright feeling; this heartbeat is a dark hymn,

I know it is frightening, for now I'm losing my breath,

But I will keep holding on, although Fate kills my own dream,

Although my soul turns to stone, I'll still fall in love with Death.

"Hello? What the hell is this?", napanganga ako nang biglang tumawag si Shan, our EIC. I knew it, tatawag yan agad kapag di niya nagustuhan ang ipinasa kong article or poem.

"Got a problem? That's my new poem"

"The problem is, it's not yours"