Kurama's lost

He may be standing next to you.
But his soul is far on a chase lost to us, to the worlds.
Friends fight along his side. But in the end he stands alone.
Watch his eyes; don't let a tear pass by uncounted for.
Still being held back, what 's your true self?
Lost where the lost finally lose themselves.

An Image, A Dream

He is only an image
A dream of mine
His face angry, yet confused
His eyes so deep, so forbidden
His body so strong, yet gentle
I love him, but he is only an image
A Dream
Wishing to leave the life I have
Just to be part of his
The dream I wish I never wake from
To be a part of the image
The dream
I lay my head down to a dreamful sleep
Seeing him there
Closing the gap between
Fingers
Inch by inch, as his face nears
Then I wake
He is only an
dream
I cry
I will never know that image
That dream

White Flower Wish: A Kurama poem

I'm lost in the darkness,
Numb with fear.
Frosted like the rose outside my window.
I dream of light,
Warm and inviting,
That will melt my heart.
This crying, screaming mess of petals
That have seen better days.
Wanting nothing but a smile to help it live...
Just one smile...
His smile...
Rose to rose,
He saves me.
-This is my wish…

Fate (Thank you Mettalica!)

Scream, from my soul
Fate, mystified
Hell, forever more

We are falling (Thank you KiKi! I luvies you!)

We are falling.
The light is calling.
Tears inside me.
Calm me down.
Bless me with the Leaf off of the tree.
On it I see The freedom reign.
We are falling.
The light is calling.
Tears inside
Calm me down.
Midnight calling.
Mist of resolving.
Crown me, with the Pure green leaf.
Bless me with the Leaf off of the tree.
On it I see the freedom reign.
Praise to my father.
Blessed by the water.
Black night, dark sky.
The devil's cry.