BlackWingedGuardian9

Fingers flying   trained precision striking pure Eyes transfixed   ink dots a foreign language Deep tones   High shrieks Speaking souls    Singing strings Bow gliding   simple vibrations     melodies and harmonies A musical body  humming daintily    growling darkly      purring gently An amplifier for my true voice    My Soul Sound

             Pain and Happiness             There are two sides to every story;                    The Dark,                           and                             The Light. The daylight is a sanction to all Greeted with smiles and laughter  Stories to tell    Gossip to spread The light wipes away the darkness plaguing us all. A moment of joy instead agony. A moment carelessness instead of fear. The sun must set though and Darkness Will overcome once more. There is nothing more than tears In those eyes anymore   no light                    no life You suddenly realize, Happiness is temporary. Pain always returns To its perm

   I wish that wind blew away more than just matter, But rather things that actually matter Plagues and diseases, Pain and remorse, Poverty and fear, Or maybe even discrimination and the things that make us revolting human beings   I wish that the wind could blow away all this sickness, It plagues the world now. We try to cure these ailments, Only for worse ones to come out. We put all of these chemicals Unnatural to our world Into our food and drinks Suddenly we have new ailments And our children don’t grow right. But we still stand there, Creating more concoctions Trying to solve something that doesn’t want to be solved You me