Tales of the wolf, and Samurai. Vol 2.

[Prayforthewolf]

(Breaking this into two posts.)

This poem is about being alone, for me. It may hold different meaning to someone else. That is up to the reader. A lot of my poetry has this theme.
The longer I was confronted with loneliness, loneliness from the past, the more bleak it seemingly became for any way out of it. There was nothing keeping me from the edge, and at times it was really wearing on me. I was getting sick and tired of being alone.
The longer you withstand it, and overcome... The stronger you grow, but the feelings spread like a disease.

Loneliness to me, has a magnetism of it's own. It never leaves. I could not escape it then, and it's still with me now.
Friends tell me they're here for me, and though it fills me with warmth, beyond doubt -- there is no one. There never was, cub. Everyone came and went in their own way. lol
As it says in the poem "By the time you find me, and when I smile--
You will only see what is left."
That sums up everything I got out of being alone for so long. lol I smile now. I came out alive. That is what's left... =)

[Prayforthewolf]

For the people who feel alone out there -- it's not just you, it's everyone.
We're all alone out there, but it's a matter of being here for yourself.
If I hadn't pulled through and been here for me, I wouldn't be talking to anyone.
I would be in the grave.

Think about it long and hard, for as long as it takes, just do it. Save yourself and don't wait for anyone to come along. Be there for you.
And heck, I may as well just be the "lone wolf" in this life, it's better to be alone with myself than be alone around a bunch of other people. (Something very similar to what Chris Cornell said, from Audioslave. lol)
And to be wholly honest with everyone here, I believe it's worth it being alone to get to know yourself. It is, even if it's painful. Just don't let it consume you, get out alive.

[samuraiunknown]

Being alone for me is strange. My thoughts are strange on the matter. For me it has always been refine yourself, while you wait for someone to connect with. I guess lately I have tried to figure out what the purpose of life is. I guess it is to enjoy your life from Your birth to your death. Find something or someone you connect with, and live justly in that moment. Be free in your heart.

[Prayforthewolf]

Gaido no chi

[Prayforthewolf]

Gaido no chi

[Prayforthewolf]

This may be the most epic poem I have written since "Shadowed from sufferance"
This is the poem I had mentioned weeks ago, (about a month ago it seems now.) It is dedicated to Mr. Ryutaro Suzuki. A friend that I had shared my darkest times with. And he is an incredible person.

This poem is for him...

ガイドの血 Gaido no chi (translated as "Blood guide" from Japanese) was originally going to be titled "Guide of Blood" and the title is very close to the translation. Gaido no = Guide, and the kanji for blood: chi.

Yes, It does have an Old English style as well. (So those of you who thought I write with Old English are correct. And this poem just confirms it even more. lol)

Gaido no chi is a poem about a warrior who is nearing death. And it is about the struggle between hell and heaven -- where he will either go.
You could also very well interpret the meaning as being his path to becoming a deity, etc, etc... Whatever the meaning holds to you is most important. But these are just my interpretations.

So with that, I hope you enjoy it. =)
And this poem is being sent to Ryu -- I told him I was finishing this for him. So he's going to be excited. =D

[Prayforthewolf]

(I'm breaking this into another post.)

I'm taking it upon myself to clear up some words and references contained in the poem.
It's apparent that the warrior of the poem is of Japan...

The Yomi, at least in this context refers to the Japanese hell, or Hades.
It is most often mentioned within Mythology and in the Kojiki.
Bishamonten or Bishamon is commonly known as the God of War, good health, and fortune in Japan. This deity is also known within Buddhism.

And now it's also about time I mentioned that there is a word in this poem that you will not find elsewhere, well the word excruciable you will. But not inexcruciable.
You may be wondering why I'm using something that isn't a word.
Well, if it wasn't a word before, it is now!

Inexcruciable means: without being subject to torment.

Taking it from it's root meaning excruciable: Liable to torment.
Thus, the warrior in this instance is not liable to torment, he is free of it.

So I may have defied the rules of our language, but it's not a word without meaning.
There is no word without meaning. lol And I've also done this many times before.
So no worrying about it, if you don't understand a certain word and you can't find it anywhere just ask me. *is a revolutionary writer now?* Maybe... xD

[dr. death]

I just made a poem in danish!
heres the original (the one that rhymes):

Runes røv den puster og stønner
Fordi han fyldte maven med bønner
Runes røv den skratter og sprutter
Nu frydes alle over runes prutter

Translation:
(the one that doesnt rhyme)

Runes (thats me) ass is huffin and puffin
Because he filled his stomach with beans
Runes ass is scratching and sizzling
Now everybody rejoice upon runes (still me) farts


Its about eating beans and the consequences that follows

[Prayforthewolf]

Ah hahaha! =P

I'm just happy that I'm still alive to read this, because I was really sick yesterday, and I wasn't sure what was going to happen to me. And I just think your poem is hilarious and I'm pretty sure that if I could understand Danish it would be even more enjoyable. xD !!!

Very darkly humorous, and you pretty much just stole my heart with it.
(As shocking as most people are going to find that statement) You did.

[dr. death]

Ah hahaha! =P

I'm just happy that I'm still alive to read this, because I was really sick yesterday, and I wasn't sure what was going to happen to me. And I just think your poem is hilarious and I'm pretty sure that if I could understand Danish it would be even more enjoyable. xD !!!

Very darkly humorous, and you pretty much just stole my heart with it.
(As shocking as most people are going to find that statement) You did.

You are a very sick person