Thursday, February 14, 2008

The Prologue, The Root & The Epilogue

Hello boys & girls, mofos & ladies, men & women.
I shall tell you a story about a young lad,
ebiL was once the name he actually had,
Kagesh| is a playground for words in his head,
There is a meaning behind that word actually,
Kage” is shadow & “shi” means poetry literally,
And so as you are about to listen to his Kagesh|,
About his rise & fall just like everybody,
The story itself is made out of three series.

He knew it was wrong…but he didn’t care,
He doesn’t care how many hearts he might tear,
Or how many girls will stare him with hate glares,
He was just having too much fun.
It was so fun that he even took it as a hobby,
Switching from one to another silently,
He knew only those actions can fulfill his desire,
Because nothing else could drive his heart on fire.

I still remember how happy she was,
When he held her hand in his hand,
Cunningly he gave false hope & the end…
The end of her faith in his reapers’ den.
I also remember another victim of his,
He approached her with cruel intentions,
Making her confused & not to mention,
He showed her that same fake passion.
Looking back at him made me wonder,
Whether the toyed ones have wanted him to be cursed,
After some time I’ve realized that he was the worst,
With him…I was getting away with murder.
This part of his life is called The Corrupted.


I don’t believe in karma but for some reason,
Punished he was for those hideous treason,
Which it did & it was delivered to him in person.
“We can’t be together.”
These words were just enough to dread his world…
Of shiny rainbows, red butterflies & sun flowers
Into skies of ashes, fake moths & hollow petals.
He thought he was fine at first but…
His heart, consumed by his own shadow,
His light, swallowed by a white hollow,
His mind, became frozen by such vile,
His soul, now shines his darkest smile.
At that point his feelings became non-existent,
For that reason his eyes declined tears & lament,
Giving in forgotten emotions he became sullen.

But he continue to limped on that thorny path,
With many red thoughts scratched he hath.
This part of his life is called The Aftermath.
People say “Time will heal.” & he eventually did,
No more anger and hatred that he had always hid,
Along with empty love and trust in him he will bid,
Is there a girl willing to reach out to his lid?
So little boys & girls, mofos & ladies, men & women,
Before I finish & tell you this part of his life,
This poem does not indicate that he became strife,
Although heartless he may be with full of pride,
It doesn’t mean it stopped beating from the inside,
Thank you for taking your time for listening,
This part of his life is called The Denying.

4 comments:

AJ said...

Aww....kelian...

happy valentine day too ;D

Abel Wong said...

Yes kelian to the max.

Happy vday to you too +)

Anonymous said...

what's with the latest kageshi poem... hm..?

Abel Wong said...

Just an old tale that's all +)