Anthem of the Fireflies

[Spoo]

The fireflies gather in the darkness of night,
Oblivious to the sleeping world
A chorus which sings lyrics so bright
That beauty itself comes unfurled

Such marvelous creatures, such wonderful beings!
What glorious music they show!
I think for a moment that life is not fleeting,
That time, just a bit, opts to slow.

I envy these souls and their excellent flight --
how their song ends with perfect refrain
And I hope that some day I might find my own light
To sing of my existence the same.

 

[Byron]

I've never been great at reading poems, and this was no exception. But the words were really beautiful man.

 

[Ellie]

I was moved. Mostly because I was in the way, but moved nonetheless.

 

[Spoo]

Hey guys, did you know that a poem of mine was actually published in an annual compilation made by my college? Yeah, it's great that what is totally not my cheesiest writing thing ever was put into a book with my name. It's also fantastic that said work is definitely not about a girl I had a crush on in eighth grade. Ahaha. Ha.

A maiden sits across the floor
The sole proprietor of my heart.
To her I ought to speak
But a conversation, I cannot start.
For timid am I, a bachelor of few words.
Should I blunder, what might she think?
She might view me a rotten curd
Or perhaps she'd think me a fink!
Someday this fear, it might subside,
Confident would be my approach.
Perhaps she'd love me, become my bride.
All from my heart, I'd require no coach.
But even if I remain so weak willed
and do not approach her, I'll admire her still.

It's like a constant fedora of the past looming over me, waiting to be noticed. At least m'lady was hot I guess.

 

[rey meustrus]

I think the last couplet redeems the rest of it. Even the "rotten curd" and "fink".