Listening to this makes me feel like I’m the main character in a sad anime... and I love it 😍

The warrior turned to stone, The maiden now of bone, Together for eternity, Shall never be alone.

The samurai is dead Yet still in his chest Lies his lover's head Both frozen in death for eternity Yet still together in this adversity

As the Sakura blooms Death opens a tomb A father drowns in regret Asking for forgiveness he can never get A warlord who never ceased Now no longer knows peace The petals fall down, Shaping an empty crown.

Lyrics: There's a war inside my head And I'm drowning in regret When the lights come down Got an empty crown My body's missing pieces Can't pull it all together My body's missing pieces I wish I could remember My body's missing pieces Can't pull it all together My body's missing pieces I wish I could remember There's a war inside my head And I'm drowning in regret When the lights come down Got an empty crown

picture: (exists) comment section: you know, I'm something of a poet myself

the samurai did not accept her death and did not let go of her body and eventually became a statue to hold her body for eternity

“My life amounts to no more than one drop in a limitless ocean. Yet what is any ocean, but a multitude of drops?” ― David Mitchell, Cloud Atlas.

From what I know which is little, there is an old tale in Japanese lore. That if a man sits still for a long enough time he will turn to stone and remain in place forever. Because of this I think the man failed to protect his love so he sat, with her in his arms, and could not leave, he stayed so long holding her that he turned to stone.

I love the way everybody is coming up with storylines for the thumbnail

Thousand years of tears, they held on with no fear, now together they sit, as cherry blossoms kiss, on their empty throne.

He held you For centuries, waiting for you Your eyes never waved He stayed still Hoping to see you smile one more time Waiting, slowly hollowing away Season after season He still waits

The amount of talent in this comment section is unreal…what a beautiful place to be alive

time turned her to bones while war turned him to stone in his arms she lays both yearning for happier days still, they find comfort in each other keeping their memories alive forever

ok but honestly people making up a story because they're moved by the picture and music is just...so heartwarming?

A song that cradled me and lifted my spirits in my darkest of days Love from Sri Lanka Back here after 5yrs🧡🇱🇰

A new weather blooms And the other ends He holds her with no regrets Not looking back It was painful It was beautiful

me vibing to this song without being depressed comment section: we don't do that here

two types of ppl after listening to this song: -Depression -Peace

The love between this warrior and the maiden was forbidden, and when they didn't abide they were cursed , the women would never be able to bear children. They didn't care about the curse and they thought their love exceeded everything, so the women got pregnant and they were happy because they the curse was false ,time went by and one day, the women was feeling immense pain in her stomach, the lovers tried everything but the pain wouldn't stop, the warrior tried carrying her to the shrine on top of the mountain to seek help, on the way the maiden now sings the song: "There is a war inside my head": meaning she is confused questioning her decisions, not knowing if she would make it, not knowing if HER child would make it alive. "And am drowning in regret": she is regretting ignoring the curse and bearing the child The pain now stopped and she feeling dizzy, she knew her child died, she puts her hand on her stomach , and the song continues: "My body's missing pieces": referencing to her baby whom she just lost "Can't pull it all together" it's something that time can't heal, it's not a situation where one can pull himself together. "I wish I could remember" (this is up for interpretation): she is trying to remember how her life has been like what people usually do on the brink of death but she can't remember anything. "When the lights come down": her vision is getting bleaker and darker, she is losing consciousness. "Got an empty crown": the crown is being a mother, the dream she so truly wished for, and empty meaning that that dream she had was in the end nothing but a dream. The warrior now noticing his wife was dead, there was no point in taking her to the shrine instead he took her to the place they first met, he sat with her between his arms, her hands were on her stomach. "The warrior turned to stone The maiden now of bone Together for eternity Shall never be alone" *I took this last quote from the comment section*

This is one of the most beatiful things ive ever seen created, this song, and with the drawing, its something a person could live for I hadnt listened to it for an year, and now so many memorys of emotions and thoughs are returning and replying again in my head, this is a priceless expirience

Legend has it that listening to this song will bestow upon you the power of poetry and advanced language skills

Her bed of stone, Crafted by her alone, She lays with hair tangled, While petals lie mangled. She lays in a rest unknown, With her warrior of stone, Keeping her calm, And safe

Whispering tales of love Forbidden thoughts, below and above I carry you my bride my other half Until the arrows shaft Found you and I wasn't able to protect Now our bodies we have left We can dance in the starry delight Comets and galaxies entwined I am yours and you are mine Sitting beneath the bodhi tree Secret seductive silent thoughts are stemming from thee Your crown of life has faded My emotions are hardened and jaded but I will seek you life after life Passing on the endless night 🌙

It's crazy how years ago when I listened to this, I thought it was bad, because then I was scrolling mindlessly for interesting songs to stack up, I didn't consider the emotional aspect of a song. Now, everything just changes, I have learnt how to truly feel music.

Two inanimate beings show more feelings than some humans ever do. This image with this song shakes my marrow.

But can we take a moment to appreciate that how beautiful this song is The violin synth is just beautiful This is a masterpiece

here is a 3 years later version of my last poem. Maiden and Her Stone Warrior "Will you feel lonely once I am gone?" she asked, "Who said I will leave you, even when you are past?" With a gentle smile, the maiden laid her head to rest, The warrior pulled her close, in his everlasting embrace. Beneath the sakura tree, an old stone warrior stands, Holding his lover's skeleton in his gentle hands, A testament to love that endures time's vast expanse, Their bond still holds as centuries of seasons dance. Like a candle's soft and mild steady glow, Their love still burns, with a flickering radiant flow. In this timeless stance, their bond remains, Love like flames that never wavers or wanes.

"I would die for you", she said. "And I would live for you", he said.

She died for me today, I'll die for her tomorrow. And if such a thing is an impossibility, I'll crown you with what all my tomorrows would be.

this is my comfort song ✨ have a great rest of the day ya'll ❤️

He was a warrior of might Irresistible in sight She was a flower he held always hidden in his chest You couldn’t separate them,even after death🥀🌹

Came for the illustration, stayed for the song.

Why is no one complimenting the artist?! Credits to Mona Finden for making this beautiful artwork

No one will ever truly know the true meaning to this, some people have interpreted differently than others, but whatever it is, it is tragic yet beautiful at the same time.

"There is a war inside my head . . . And I'm drowning in regret . . . " Why does just this part hit so hard . . . 😔

"Don't stop when you're tired. Stop when you're done." --Johnny Sins

I thought it said "empty clown" and i was like: Oh yes, that's me

I come back here every once in a while. The music and image bring me inner peace. I think what it is that I see in this image now is a woman that's hurting or dead inside, but she's held by her true love who is there for her as her rock. He comforts her and she comforts him when she finds peace. How else could two non-living beings, a skeleton and a statue be so alive?

Beneath the cherry blossom tree War went into peace Held by the other Somewhere far away Wrapped around their lover A tail like no other Now just an empty crown But will live on forever

LYRICS There's a war inside my head And I'm drowning in regret When the lights come down Got an empty crown My body's missing pieces Can't pull it all together My body's missing pieces I wish I could remember My body's missing pieces Can't pull it all together My body's missing pieces I wish I could remember There's a war inside my head And I'm drowning in regret When the lights come down Got an empty crown

Damn comment section, everybody is a poet - And I'm crying all over this

I don't care if my comment won't ever be seen by anybody... But this song is just so beautiful

"The truth is that they come when you are not ready and leave when you need them most" "It's both a blessing and a curse... to feel everything so deeply"

"Suicide doesn't end depression it just passes it to someone else"

He wanted more power, she loved him the way he was. She was dying, he was blinded by his empire. He didn't know what defeat meant, Until he lost a treasure he didn't care of. All meant nothing, he lost in the first place. Gold embroidered thrones, silver plates. A crown that's empty of happiness. Filled with self hatred, he cursed himself. "I'll hold every piece of you, for eternity. Until we're reborn, and I'll love you better than the last time."

I know people won't read this, but this song brings me so much memories, it's a unique feeling from a time that will never come back again. Nostalgia can hurt sometimes

Damn, after all these years. This song still hits me

Song: **Exists** Poets: hippity hoppity this song is now my property.

"Will you stay with me?" She faintly whispered "To the end," he breathed.

Missing a certain someone rather badly, this song was one of your favorite. Without you I'm missing a major piece of myself, this song couldn't hardly say the words I feel any better. The war inside my head is finally over however, and all I am left with is drowning in regret in the darkness.

I remember very little from my infancy, I don't know why. But this makes me remember when I was a kid and my mother cared for me. She is still alive, but I'm a grown up man, I have a wife and two kids of mine. This is the kind of confort that I know I'll probably never feel again. To feel impossibly secure in the arms of your mother.

There's a war inside my head And I'm drowning in regret When the lights come down Got an empty crown My body's missing pieces Can't pull it all together My body's missing pieces I wish I could remember My body's missing pieces Can't pull it all together My body's missing pieces I wish I could remember There's a war inside my head And I'm drowning in regret When the lights come down Got an empty crown

Lyrics There's a war inside my head And I'm drowning in regret When the lights come down Got an empty crown My body's missing pieces Can't pull it all together My body's missing pieces I wish I could remember My body's missing pieces Can't pull it all together My body's missing pieces I wish I could remember There's a war inside my head And I'm drowning in regret When the lights come down Got an empty crown

When I look at that artwork I'm reminded of an old folk tale where a man who failed to protect his only child, his daughter held her corpse in his arms while at first his heart turned to stone, then the rest of him turned to stone out of grief and sorrow.

Her eyes calm and void of feelings For she's home under the blossom leaves He swore nobody could ever harm her For he's her knight in grey armour

Noticed that most of these comments and poetry focus more on the statue holding the girl in a sense which creates him refusing to let go even after death when it really should be focused more on the girl who internalized his already passed existence by sculpting a wooden statue of him and then committing suicide in his arms to join him in the afterlife so they could be together. So +1 for the random girl in the pic.

ずっと探してた〜〜この曲…やっと見つけた🥹

this song for me is about holding on to the memory of someone who no longer exists. someone that loved you and cared for you yet circumstances made both of you distant and now you don't even talk anymore. you see her in your dreams, you see flashes, memories and your mind rushes with possibilities of what could've been. it's when you can't let go of something or someone that isn't there anymore. you've lost her. let her go man. just let her go. yet you can't. you hold onto the hurt. let it teach you. let it carve you into a better person. so you are sitting there under the oak tree with a dead body of your love and waiting for things to bloom again. this is where i am. i hope it blooms for me one day. i will not let go. i will not give up. i will be better.

Under the blossoming tree His hands wrapped tightly around her Putting her close to his heart Wishing that maybe after death she can feel the heat of his palms Feel the familiar heat of his skin The familiar beat of his heart To the emptiness that follow And to the pain And maybe under a different blossoming tree In a different life Theyll find each other again

Everyone's writing poetry but I'm left here wondering how her hair is staying back without an ear

I completely forgot this song existed, so happy I found it !

As your party walk through the remnants of the old war, you encounter an area littered with leaves. The pink petals atop a small hill, seemingly at the center of the old ruins, bring your attention to the large tree at it's center. With each step, the tree's large trunk comes into view. Once you turn the corner, you can clearly see a man sitting beneath the swaying branches. His pale complexion and simple clothing adds to the pristine atmosphere of the scene. In his arm however, lies a pile off bones held tenderly together by the roots and grasses slowly growing through it. "This is a tree of eternities" your druid calls out. "It protects those who die under it after death, making their love eternal, never to rot away". As long as this tree still stands, their feelings linger. Never to be lost. The legends say so.

The code of Honor and War, Brought me Blood and Swords Afar, Leaving my Lovely Maiden, Slowly Fading. What brought me Victory, Was only a dust of History, But my love who was a perfect Harmony, Left me behind with a cruel, lonely Tragedy.

He slowed as he felt the blood seeping through his clothes. Panic ran through his mind. He prayed it was his own. Seeing a tree in the distance he hastily made his way there. Leaning against the trunk fear welled up inside him as he stared down at her fragile body. His heart fell as he saw her robes soaked in blood. Nestling in closer to his chest, grabbing a handful of his robe, she looked up at him with sorrow in her eyes but smiling nonetheless. "It's okay.", her voice hoarse as tears streamed down her face. "I'd die for you", he gasped. "And I would live for you", she replied. Reluctantly her eyes slowly closed. The end in sight. With a faint whisper she pleads, "Please, will you stay with me?". Mustering all his strength, his voice trembled replying, "Til the end." And as she passed he would stay. Like statues they'd become. The maiden fades to bone. The warrior stands encased in stone. His soul never to be freed. Never to have roamed. For eternity he stands watch. All so she might never be alone. I put three top comments together to make a complete story for myself. Here's a peek into what I see when I hear this song. Credit/Inspiration: @Atomic Dynamite, @Strawberry Milk, @Chillamanjaro and @Osamu.

Even 3 years later This video will still make u find your own peace !!✌🏻 It is unrealistic comfortable for those who never find their comfortably worth. a masterpiece ✨ 👌🏻

5 years later and I'm still enjoying this video being played on my screen while I'm chilling in bed or the couch. At first I didn't get the picture but I think I got it now, after all those years. And the music fits even more now. Some noble man/hero/warrior that made history, his name carved in stone and a statue made in his image, a legend. He's holding his love, the sole thing we often don't see or think of when we see the great, but the sole thing that kept him going and will never forget himself. I think the skeleton (his love) in his arms resembles the fact that her image will be forgotten by many but not by him, the one that, due to her involvement, was able to do something truly great.

"My physical body is gone, but my soul is still alive. You will never be alone.. So please do not forget. I'll always love you. Even if I can't say it. I'll never leave you. Even if I can't comeback."

"I'm scared of death," she whispered. "Will you hold me tight?" As my tears fall down, and her breath weakens, the sun give us a farewell hug at the last day of autumn. "Yes i will. Forever."

the beginning of this track is almost like interstellar main theme

Damn. l came to the comment section and everyone is a poet

This image has a lot of different meanings that can be taken from it. Many seem to think that the man was a warrior turned to stone while the women died of sadness. However I see it a different way. She’s curled perfectly into his grasp. If he were turned to stone in battle he would have on armor and be stood in defensive position. But he’s not. It almost seems like the women was mortally wounded, and in grief the man carried her to the top of a mountain before she passed, where afterwards he felt so hollow that his body was turned to stone

Me encanta esta canción, no se necesita entender, simplemente su voz y la melodía se vuelven una, preciosa ❤️

feel like the war have just ended and he's came home to see his lover is dead, he's turn in to stone/ hug her and forever be with her

Something in the music takes my soul away from this world.

"Emotions are like quicksand; The more you struggle, the faster you sink." -???

This song is too versatile. Accompanied any pain. Lost lover. Dead mother. Stolen daughter. Anything

Not poetry but What I imagine is they lived a happy life together. They were soulmates, so deeply in love. Maybe the wife got sick and died or something, and the man was so heartbroken he took her to their favorite spot, that tree, and held her tight until he turned the stone so he could hold her forever. And now they are reunited in the afterlife

As the petals fell, He looked at her stone cold face. He smiled and kissed her forehead, And remembered the first time they met. 'Farewell, my beautiful', said he. Turned out, he was just as alone as he once used to be.

Everybody gangsta till the poet commenters arrived

Everyone needs someone to lean on. A pillar to help them stand when they feel like falling. A pillar will support those who need it, but who supports the pillar? It's foundation. I know it's hard but positivity can be practiced and trained to a point to where you are your own support. To where when no one is there to lean on, you may lean on your own sturdy foundation. Grow your mind to grow your body, and when your body grows the mind becomes limitless. Study and practice positivity even when you don't feel like it. A simple good morning every day to yourself is a great start.

to me, this song is about anxiety and how it makes someone feel: incomplete under a war in their own mind

When you know the song is gonna be good by just looking at the thumbnail. Edit: feels good to hit 2.5k likes

she is to be alone, he is to be born, from a tree thy bone, shall sprout forward, her corpse sheltered, his mission concluded, her wish fulfilled, their story unfinished.

Damn, it's making me imagine myself with my love....made me cry!!! ❤️😭

My fiance and I just got married, and we get to listen to these gorgeous words of life. Thank you

He attac He protecc But most importantly He won't leave her back

This gives me a feeling like everyone left me because they don't understand me, so at the end I am left alone to fight the world and then realize there is nothing to fight or fight for. All that left to me is sorrow. ============== "Empty Crown" -- what a epic name

Two years loving and enjoying this song 😍🇧🇷

I haven't Cried in months but these comments broke my streak

Lost to war she carved him into stone Forever gone she'd lay in his arms, her home The cherry bloosom tree where they used to sit In his arms she'd swallow her last cherry pit

"Always feared her leaving me dread Now, all I got is only memories dead; I'd rather be cold, & fail to move on like a stone, To dwell with my old memento bone."

One of humanity’s Beautiful Masterpiece

Everybody: beautiful music, so hearth warming Me: interstellar

"Till death do us part" Yet that was the start He whispered to me He'll never ever leave. Then a letter fell upon us A fight or a promise? I was left at the door No trace of his warmth. A mason I find and I plead and I cried Till he carved in his lines A face set in stone. And beyond all sense & reason In his embrace passed the seasons Till the blossoms fell even On his head and mine

Forever eyes closed Wishing you to breathe Forever close yet afar Wishing you to return Forever these tears carve stone Wishing a single time on these bones Once warm now lost from blossomed winds

This song helps me find peace when it's been tough

"When I come back from the war, wait for me here". Every day she visited that same tree hoping to be reunited at last. Days turned into weeks, turned into months, turned into years. Yet the light of love shone brighter than ever. She built a statue of him out of clay, carving every memory she had of him through her hands. She grew weak and ill yet she never stopped until her memory of him was set in stone. Finally he was finished. Beautiful as ever yet cold as ice. Her illness now took over her whole body so she resided in her lover's hard cold arms, but at that moment, felt warm, and waited and waited until her last breath.

Comment section: 50% - poetry 50% - makes fun of poetry 1% - bad at math

We loved for eternity, our hearts glued to each other as you lay in my arms that turn to stone, watching you fade with the years, the curse of my immortality.