The Fiend and the Singing Rose.

It has become a ritual for me, every morning I get up and go to my garden for one thing and only one thing, to hear the lovely singing rose. I cannot seem to pass the day properly without hearing the rose. I don't know what she sings but it sounds pleasant to my ears. It’s as if the song flows through me.

I never go near the rose, I don't know why. The rose beckons me to come close and her songs but something within me tells me not to go close. Every day hear her song and I feel more and more tempted to talk to her, ask her what she is all about but I keep my distance.

One day I decided that I would go and talk to the rose. As usual the rose beckoned to me and this time I went near. I bent down and uttered a few words but as soon as I did this a petal from the rose fell to the ground and burned, the rose cried in pain, I tried to touch it to sooth it but when I touched it cried out louder in pain and I saw that I left a scar on the rose where I touch it. Why is this happening I thought, then I saw a little dew drop on one of its leaves, it was reflecting something red, something flaming. It is then I realized that it was reflecting me. I fell back in shock. What was I? It is then I started seeing with true sight. My breath was fire, my fingers were like blazing red knives from a furnace, I wasn't human as I thought, I was a Fiend.

I saw around me, beyond the garden was a flaming red world, my world, the world to which I really belonged, the inhuman world, my true identity lied in that world. I looked back into the garden towards the path which I had taken; every step that I had taken had burnt the grass there. What is happening? Why is this Garden here? And what am I doing in it? And then it suddenly came back to me.

I was a fiend like any other in this world, going about my life causing pain to others because it is what we do, we are fiends, remnants of the humans that we were before, twisted by the society into the inhuman demons that we are now. Then one day a little innocent looking seed drifted in the flaming winds and landed nearby me and as I watched the seed grew into a beautiful rose immediately. The barren land around it became a garden, and then the rose sung its first song. I felt energy flowing through me, my hands started looking like those of a human, my thoughts changed, my perception changed. But this was merely an illusion because it was just the beginning, the rose wanted me to believe in humanity, I was still a fiend but now I looked human, the rose brought memories of my past from when I was a human.

But now it is the past, I am a fiend and will always remain a fiend. The burning rose started to sing again to sooth my heart and yet again it beckoned me to come closer even though I had hurt it, a tear came from my eye but it vaporized in my heat, a fiend is not meant to have emotion, her world is different from mine, I left it behind long time back. She was trying to revive my charred soul even though she knew it would burn her. I don't want a soul, it is too difficult to be a human, it is too difficult to see others suffering, I would rather be the fiend that I always have been, inhuman, insensitive, devoid of soul.

I walk back into the fiery plains even thought she called out to me. I don't want to hurt her again and neither will I let any other fiend hurt her, I rather be alone and soulless.

I wonder if that I come back someday, will the garden still be there , will she still be there, will I hear her song again. Only time shall tell.

Words of a Forgotten Prisoner

I have been locked, forgotten in time. I don't even know how long it has been. It is eternally dark here, there is no color here, no light. I struggle to keep my mind sane by remembering my old times, but I don't know how long will I be able to hold on, I can feel myself fading. I have held on so long because of faith. My faith tells me that one day someone will come, so I hold on in this dark prison. I know not why I have been cast away, I do not understand my crime. One moment I was happy in a beautiful blue skied world, singing songs from my heart then slowly my eyes started closing, I was being forced to sleep. I woke up in a dark world with no-one around, there is no sky, there is no ground, where am I. Help !!!

I feel it. I can feel my old world around me but I cant see it, why is this so ? why is this so ? Why am I being tortured like this. Why am I not being finished once and for all ? What is the purpose to keep me alive ? Does my maker believe that he'll raise me again some day or has he just forgotten me. I see people sometimes but only so much, for they are mere apparitions who for some reason I am able to see, I call out to them, I pray them to help me but they cant see me. It is like they are walking in the world I knew before and yet somehow they also seem to walk in this dark world for a few moments, they walk in both the worlds.

Then one day another apparition appeared in front of me, she was looking up and walking, I knew she was looking at the blue sky in her world and her heart was singing a song. I longed for that world so much. I called out to her but I did not expect her to hear me but she suddenly stopped. My heart missed a beat, Did she hear me ? Is she the one ?. She turned around and faced me. It felt as if she was looking into my soul, It felt warm. Then she turned around and faded back. I slumped to the ground feeling devastated. Was this just a cruel joke on me ? Or was it it truly someone divine whom my faith believed in.

After that she kept coming into my world and and sometimes she saw me and sometimes not. I thought that one day she said something to me but I couldn't make it out. I waited for her again , but this time she didn't show up, I waited and I waited but I don't know how long because I cannot feel time here. I waited and I waited, I closed my eyes and lied down in a huddle, a silent tear came from my eye, but before it left my face I felt a hand wipe it. I opened my eyes, I couldn't see straight, it was very bright, but I knew it was her, she was an angel who had come to rescue me. I looked into her eyes and she smiled at me, it was the sweetest smile I had ever seen and then I saw kindness in those eyes, I saw truthfulness, I saw hope, I saw faith, I saw strength. I couldn't describe her in mere words for she was a divine being, God had sent his dearest angel to rescue me from this dark prison, My joy knew no bounds, I couldn't express myself, the happiness was too great. She held my hand, I had lost the feeling of touch in this dark prison. The moment she held my hand, I felt myself gaining strength again, I felt this dark prison fading slowly. Then suddenly she left my hand.Then I felt it, I felt her pain, her pain was unbearable, tears streamed from her eyes, she started to fade. I tried to wipe out her tears but I couldn't touch her. She cried out, I tried to hold her but I couldn't. I shouted out, why ? why are you doing this to her ? give me her pain but leave her alone. Destroy me but don't touch her. Nobody heard me and she disappeared eventually.

I have lost my faith . I don't want to be rescued anymore. I give in.Now I lay fading, I don't resist decay. Something more precious was taken away from me than my freedom. I wished that I could help her but I couldn't. And so I disappear slowly without any desire to exist anymore.