FallOne daySurely I will, tooPlummet into that deep, dark, mysterious abyssOf unspeakable eleganceMystical allureLovely wonders.And alsoOf disgusting horrors Repulsive fearsGruesome monsters.So, hopeFor nowIs the only thing I can doHope thatYou will stop me from drowning on that fateful day.If destiny does not permit it to happenThen let this fallBe the most beautifulCharmingAnd exquisite Of all.
Eyes~~~Eyes.They say that eyes are the window to the soul.Look into them long enough,And you might discover one's deepest secrets.Different kinds of eyes wherever you go.Eyes full of joy.Eyes full of anger.Eyes full of every emotion you could imagine.~~~Somewhere in an abandoned cave,Lies a pair of special eyes.Said eyes belonged to an unknown girl,Bent over a shallow flowing river.Those eyes are like fragile stained class,Painted in the most uncommon of colours.Tainted in the rarest shades of sin,Is a pair of dark glowing orbs.Flickering eyes search around,Looking for answers to neverending questions.They who have dared to approach the imp,Spread rumors about the infamous figure.Bloodcurdling shrieks, wheezing coughs,Heaving breaths readying for the next scream. Murmurs of repeated questions she would whisper,And spine-chilling echoes of answers
Lights and Illusions[March 28, 2013: 11.40pm]<Room 3423, Floor 34, Okura Act City HotelHamamatsu, Japan>I'm sitting at the window pane.I hug my legs together with my old 'fluffy' while casually looking down at the beautiful scenery of the lights in the city, at night. Jazzy, relaxing music is being played in the background. My father is snoring loudly as my mother shifts uncomfortably in her sleep ...I look around.It's quite high up from where I am sitting: 34 floors off the ground, to be precise. Height scares me. Though since I have been sitting here for a while now, my fear temporarily subsides. Not missing this opportunity ... I look around once again. Osaka is a busy city, so not everyone is asleep yet. The cars move to and fro, like little ants scurrying around to find food. Their headlights and the flickering lights of the city, which disappear and reappear constantly, highly amuse me. I silently watch the glowing city ...Just like a cat waiting to pounce on