Philisopher's Stone

joy to suffering,
Victory to battle,
Life to the dead,
For that is what
the blood-red
stone grants.

Men honor it
with the name
"Philosopher's stone"

(took it exactly the way it was from Fullmetal Alchemist episodes, not my piece but i thought i would share since it caught my eye)

Script a piece

I script a piece of my heart to let the world know,
Depicting the rattling hums battling to be words and be told to everyone.
I sketch my life in folklore, quite a collection of unexplainable events to make such a dainty heart stone cold,
Based on an empire built of selfless acts but... Who ever said the king was overthrown by brute force?

My heart aches, my world crushes, once for sought dreams turn to ashes, and i roam endlessly in the dark void.
Lost both light and hope, I walk the boulevard of scattered dreams need to stop thinking, contemplating, justifying every single unfair act done for the world is cruel on it's own.
Rather need to unearth the unknown, am yet to even know my own soul.
Infinite abilities are always bound to each soul... For the unused part of the brains has a lot that remains untold, unexplored, untouched.