Its surprising to me that I actually got an answer for something that puzzled my mind. Although it might had....caused some sort of awkwardness to arise. Heh. I guess sometimes what we think we show is not what others see in their eyes. Perspectives, perspectives. I had been blabbering on about the "Blue Rose", about how unattainable that is, but it would be if I had been much more obvious and truthful in my journey. One lesson learnt today is I should never expect people to be obvious to what I think is obvious - Lest I end up facing obliviousness.

The Journeyman's Folly

An illusive journey he took that day,
Twisting, turning, strolling, frolicking,
Only to lead the Blue Rose astray,
And to gain the title of Dud King.

Had he went straight,
He may have grasped true,
Why toddle in Hell's Eight?
Now the Rose remains Blue.

But a lesson learnt by him in life,
Is sometimes truth is the way to strife,
For sometimes workarounds are naught but ice,
And now he knows not to fool one twice.
A darkened heart of one named Vengeance,
For it plagues him like a demonic pestilence,
And he seeks not for equilibrial balance,
For they are nothing but transience. 

A shadowy soul with no remorse,
He marches on with his corrupted horse,
One may wonder what is the source,
Of such destructive feelings and force.

A sudden appearance of a stellar soul,
Had led him astray from his corrupted goal,
For a soul so warm as though a starlit stroll,
To pull him away from the abyssal hole.

"In amorem incideris....Coepi te amare"

But could one so corrupted be cleansed for eternity,
For Vengeance was on the brink of Insanity,
Would he vanquish the evil and gain serenity,
Or would it destroy his hopes and humanity?

Answer not, for Vengeance knows,
The future of which was froze,
For what lies before him destroyed his woes,
Such is the beauty of the Blue Rose.