Fade to Black

Moratorium, a contract deferred.

Crematorium, bonds embedded with love undeterred.

But this reprieve is only temporary,

The true cost will become clear in time.

No more happiness, no more merry, 

a single thread remains, the thread of future sublime.

The last proof of a friend's  love withers and fades.

A final wish for redemption, the one at the other side persuades

but his black heart is old, his eyes has engulfed the dark

He hums a  melancholy note, ignites a spark

The spark ignites a flame, a flame that death yearns 

And in the end, the question still remains whether he will blow out the flame

 Or let  the thread burn.

The Interlude of Time

The calendar loses a precious page

The remaining months gather to mourn

The mourners play a melody of rage

While the eleventh moon quietly sworns.

The chrysanthemum withers and falls,

To lie on the ground beside bloody Scarlet Eyes

Of a man that darkness enthralls,

The man surrounded by misery and lies

Enjoy the interlude, search out new allies

For you are a man who was always alone

Who has lived life on the roll of a dice.