TW: ||Mentions of death and curses||
A Precious Ruby
by Azareth
"Alas, I found the ruby!" Relief surged through me, a radiant beacon of my sanity.
Countless lives have been lost,
Minds shattered by its allure,
Devoured by insatiable greed.
Their lust, I would cleave it away.
My precious Ruby,
You are too pure for this world’s taint.
Too exquisite to be mine,
Eluding my desperate grasp.
Return to me, oh my Ruby.
Greed, oh relentless greed,
Gold's hollow glitter,
Jewels draped on hollow-hearted nobles,
Their corruption festering within.
How dare they steal you from me.
Suffocated by wealth,
Their eyes deserve to be torn out! I roared,
Cursing these wretched thieves.
Heard I was, and paid with my life.
Yet my hatred endures beyond death.
My hatred,
The torment,
The agony I harbored.
A Ruby heard my plea,
The Ruby I claimed as mine.
My soul departed,
My body entombed,
But my hatred,
Remains.
I too was lead by this ruby's lies.
Now this Ruby lies,
Beside these nobles’ deceitful eyes.
A treasure to their empty minds,
Consumed by their endless greed.
This ruby I once held shall be their doom.
So seek me out.
Find my Ruby.
Discover it and destroy it.
End my torment,
End the suffering of many.
A painful last breath...
A/N: ||The ruby is simply just a ruby that was taken away.
I noticed how men usually call their precious things by "her". So not only will this have double meaning, but also two different perspectives. (My aim) So this might seem a little bit wonky and a mess. This is my first time making double meaning poems.||