Mipsacri

Mipsacri

Mipsacri, the assassin of merciless exasperation
Flaunts her awkward vanity—dour exacerbation
Consequencing from a bloody leaf and a tainted white glove.

She kills without compassion;
Helpless green mushrooms all fall in similar fashion,
Their withered remains vindicate her heart void of love.

Henesys weeps for her fallen children:
Her helpless Magicians, her forsaken bowmen.
Mipsacri betrays innocence with falling stars from above.

“A hero, a hero! That’s what we need!
A majestic Dragon Knight to combat Mipsacri’s greed!
But, alas, the hero’s been banned;
Sent away to a distant land. . .”

A darkened cloud molests the blue sky,
Sending rain to emulate the Mapler’s eyes.
Mipsacri is Darkness and the Sorrow thereof. . .

A crippling melancholy like the death of the purest dove.

12 thoughts on “Mipsacri”

  1. I’m impressed.
    Thank you for writing this for me. <3 It’s not really lack of compassion though, it’s just a commitment to my job and the rules. ^^
    But yeah, I feel the love~
    ~Mip

  2. Oh, I know Mip. I was thinking of leaving a lot of white. Then at the bottom I would put “jk.” But that would destroy much of the integrity of the piece.

    Also, the last line is just added to make it flow better near the end. Again, nothing against you.

    Basically, I got inspired after reading your comment and decided to do my first Maple-related poem c: Didn’t think it’d turn out this good.

  3. yeah its so amazingly awesome that i put the words together!

    AMAZE-SOME!

    YEAHH! =D

    ~Cheezy

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