The Forged Quill

A PROPHECY Deep beneath has lurked a past Chosen have you such a path To respect and avoid the abyss While sanctifying your own wrath. Cleverly written was your fate You still find hard to swallow Grim and marked you though was Your days, with utmost sorrow. The sky is set high and it still rains Shan't you fear being alone Proud are you, and determined is your soul For your will is etched in stone. You'll only fear the moon and the stars For they have meant you grief Keep your bonds steel and be of help As in your friends you seek relief. Smitten with luck you seemed to have Yet lost you, the realms of bloom Stay precious and be strong Long enough shall you live to be groom. Reminiscing would you be, for the days to come Should you choose an alternate you Hath found a few worth faith and love Never let them without view. -F. Julian

  MY BESTFRIEND  I have a friend who's priceless to me Who's always full of life and glee! Always doth her fun side show, How perfectly understanding is she! I took her over lots of pebbles and rocks, Had I, with her, many meaningful talks. Yet never did she ever complain About hostile terrain, and painful walks. Very bright is her smile, which for I, Never compliment as I'm always shy! Splendidly honest are we to each other And to her, I'd never lie. Changed us do seem these last few days, As we both try to mend our own ways. Through pride and caution and inspiring smiles, We face challenges together, for that's our craze! How extremely beautiful is she, though How magnificent are the qualities she does stow! How dedicated and hardworking is she, In her presence, I am never low! Faith's blessed me with such a comrade, My memory of her will never fade. Extremely honoured and grateful I am, To have a friendship which's lustrous than jade! -F. Julian

A EULOGY For it has been a long Time since I have seen you Buckets have been spent upon Condolences, weeping, and sorrow A pallor on a sallow face was common Among the mourning in the room. Dimly burns the midnight oil Today as a reminder of the grief Rendered by your uneventful passing Away, in the dark, I still grieve Tears shimmer in the silver moonlight Uncontrolled, and saturated with a sentiment. Such a torrid moment had we spent Upon the day you left us upon The world that you had Seen so little of. This is but A commemoration in your name Upon candles and bolides, I wish That you were here right now Right beside me. -        F.Julian

I NEVER HAD A FRIEND What I had so proudly remembered As a friendship to last a lifetime I thought to myself that I, I had Found the perfect set of bruvvers But, oh boy was I wrong So idyll were my notions. I had seen people go in and go Out with their companions, their compadres So lucky they are to have Found such a friend who would Accompany their darkness and touches of melancholy And wipe their tears for them. So many incidents have I clocked Wherein the companions take proud faith To support each other The loneliness thereby fades until A speck of unforeseen betrayal Upsets the clean, spotless friendship. The fear of losing one or Possibly the bogey of never getting one Has caused me to become a man Without support from anyone his age Inscribed upon my heart are bitter feelings For the friends that were never allies. Harshness fell all around as Nobody seemed to care Deep sunk did my lively spirit A shipwreck...