You Can't Blame Yourself For Not Knowing,

I don't know if it's you or me,

All I know is that one of us,

Maybe both of us,

Have changed.

Phantom by TheHen

The silence in the air,

The burdens that I bear,

Life is so unfair,

No one will ever care.

They told me,

That this is my fate,

That I must follow,

And just be blind,

Even if it took all,

Made everyone fall,

I must fulfill my fate,

Before it’s too late.

There were so many,

Who came to me,

And asked how to be free.

So I led them to the tree,

Where we came to see,

That we were meant to be,

Forever friends,

Even to,

The darkest ends,

Of the sun and moon.

When noon rises,

And midnight falls,

I’m far from asleep.

I watch the horizon,

The hills that lie so far,

Like the stars in the sky,

That twinkle with mystery.

I take the wisps of wind,

And blow them away,

The traces of their presence,

Swirling in the breeze.

Everyday,

I hide in the dark,

Watching people’s lives,

Or just waiting to strike,

To hold the crimson blade.

But everytime,

I find myself frozen,

Unable to bring their lives down,

Afraid to just… erase them,

To devastate their families,

And friends,

And whatever they lived for.

There are dreams that I await,

For them to become reality,

But I know,

That I’m dead inside.

The chaos,

The cyclone,

That never subsides,

I’m dead inside,

But even so,

I’m still alive.

The friends I made,

They were there,

And fought the wars,

By my side.

The chaos may never subside,

No matter the sacrifices I make,

To protect them,

And prevent the end.

Though many were there,

Others never care.

Fake friends,

That betrayed me,

That turned around,

And said goodbye.

I tried to ignore it all,

Tried not to be shattered,

But there are times,

When I fell to my knees,

Every drop rippling,

The reflecting lake,

Under the stars.

They called me a legend,

The reason why I faded,

And became shaded.

Though I could slice,

And had the will to sacrifice,

I was hated,

Known as a traitor,

Because I just couldn’t do it.

A failure,

Weak and mere,

Only filled with fear.

That may have been true,

But now I just stand through,

The desolations of ash and blood,

Though they streak my face,

And trace my silhouette,

I am a survivor.

I was the shadow,

Who lurked in the abyssal night,

Who gazed at the stars in the sky,

Who was a traitor,

A failure,

To all.

I cried so many tears,

Even after all those years,

Their throats slit,

Right in front of my eyes.

I tried to defy,

But now I’m here,

Restrained by chains,

Banished from the place I loved,

Yet hated.

Baited,

I walked aimlessly into traps,

One after another.

Hypnotized,

I was blinded by the speculation,

The illusions.

I guided so many lives,

Their desperation and sorrow,

That flood through them,

Receded when I revealed,

That there is always a better tomorrow.

But my namesake,

I was meant to be alone,

In the dark,

There is so much you don’t know,

The tears I cry,

The hate because of my fate,

The lies I’ve told,

The sacrifices I made,

To save them,

To try and change,

Despite my differences.

The secret power that I was given,

Was not to be harnessed as a tool,

How come I was such a fool?

Bloodied,

Torchered,

Burned,

I still survive,

But I always regret,

And I’ll never forget,

The mistakes I made,

The burdens I still carry,

The lives died for an unknown purpose,

The pain marked into me,

Is not the hell they created,

It’s the scars that tear me apart,

That scorched me to the bone.

I shall never be forgiven,

But I’ll live on,

Despite all the blame,

And flames.

After all those days,

None of them could ever stay,

So now I’m here,

Nothing but mere,

With secrets and power,

Unknown to you.

Phantom,

The name that I always cherished,

That I always loved,

No matter what.

Like a shadow in the quietest night,

I’m watching and waiting for,

My purpose and time,

To twirl the stars in my grasp,

And change everything.

It was nothing but,

Shadow's breeze,

That hung above our heads,

In sheer of time's freeze,

Crept along the slanted walls,

Till' it threw its storm,

There was a silent crawl,

Then a raging brawl.

Fling the snow into the air,

On to the trees who are bare,

Dazzle the skies with a pure white,

Now Winter feels just alright.

If you had to choose one,

Between two,

Who would you choose?

There really is no lie,

Impossible to deny,

Why, why, why,

Does it always have to end in demise.

Neither is better,

A heart compared to a feather,

Can't I choose all?

Or must one fall?

- I am torn.

Guided By Stars by The Hen

Those pinpoints of light,

That shine through the night,

Magnificent twilight, along with the waning moon,

I hope that peace is coming soon.

If all is lost, all is gone,

Never be swallowed,

By the haunting shadows.

The stars are there,

To guide you,

Among unknown terrain,

For eternal time.

I watch,

As the future comes to pass,

Life has changed,

For all of us.

Those we left behind,

In our years of the past,

We miss, and we wish,

To see them one last time.

Reach for the stars,

For your dreams,

For your wishes.

Grasp and cherish what,

Defines the endless galaxy,

And the everlasting of memories,

That lies in our hearts.

Soar through the sky,

And find what you wish,

Speak and ask,

The stars and stars,

For they will guide you,

And bring your mind and soul,

To forever rest,

And forever harmony.

Guided by stars,

I walk down my path,

And seek afar.

The wishes,

That have been cast by the shooting beauty,

Be true,

With the moonlight and the twilight,

In sync,

Always there to guide our lives.

I wonder why I see a fire,

Burning in the water.

My wish

I wish to scream floods,

To scream away scorching pain,

To bring back your soul.

After the Rain

Maybe we’re just waiting for the hope,

That lingers with the fresh scent of the rain,

But it’s so hard to cope,

With the desolations of ash,

Falling in flurries,

So seamless,

Gentle,

The marking of a new day,

In barren pain.

The rain,

Clear, faint droplets,

That make a resounding splatter,

Soaking the ashen ground,

Like a serenade,

The harmony of the wind,

The whispering leaves,

And the rippling rain,

A song so pure,

So graceful,

That overpower,

The stinging pain.

It seemed so lifeless,

Hopeless,

Useless,

When there was no sound,

Amidst the smokey haze,

Just the Earth in it’s silent stance,

Like time itself was in a trance,

When the first rain,

Hit the ground,

The skies crying out,

Their sorrow,

And the uncertainty of tomorrow.

Then, so strange,

There was a calm yet sudden change,

When the clouds bellowed,

Their last thunder,

And moved on,

The illumination of the sun,

Unseen for so long,

And if you listened,

Ever so carefully,

You could hear the soft singing,

From the birds beyond.

Swallow's Dance

The azure, gentle swallow,

Perched on its branch,

The leaves that rustle and whisper,

Accompanying the twitters and chirps,

The beautiful melody gliding through,

The seams of the windows,

Mesmerizing in its trance.

Then the wind blew,

As the leaves chattered,

The tree strong, unwilling to bow,

To the relentless storm,

Protecting the swallow,

Who hid among the branches,

Feeble and silent.

No songs float through the air,

Though the rain takes its place,

Splitter, Splatter,

A collective rhythm,

Amplified by the wind’s howl,

And the bustling of the leaves.

As the swallow slept soundly,

Through the lullaby of the rain,

It awoke at the crack of dawn,

Ruffled its feathers,

Then took flight in its wake,

A magnificent sight as its slender body,

And the long waving tail,

Glided above the skies,

The feathers fluttering,

Sweeping the air with it,

The dance and the song,

A sign of life, harmonious nature,

A beauty to behold,

A swallow’s stance,

And its remarkable dance.