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Charmed by a witch in the days of the Knight Templars Reflections in the dark, Reflections of the heart and as the moon goes across the mountains here I remember firelight and snowfall and an ivy covered castle wall where
If trees can talk Even a mindless rumble Everyone will gawk But they remain stiff and sombre Supposing they are under a spell Imprisoned in their present demeanour Standing erect and motionless Like the guards at Buckingham Palace When it
We don’t come alone We are fire, we are stone inside of me grasping trying to reach forth the silence etched inside my brain strength comes from within to reach my faithful friend Black knights with evil wizards draw bridges
Love, bless this quest I am about to start, I’ll sail the seas and leave lonely this wharf, And like in days, when errand knights depart, Please throw to me your lovely kiss-marked scarf; I’ll look in waves for semblance
A classic combination, a fairytale foretold Dragons save princesses from knights in shining armor Their lungs behold a blazing anger, protecting your gold Convincing eyes always fool me a defining charmer Fire rages Let it breathe, listen to the crackling
The Argument The first canto proposes the entire subject matter through the first few lines, where is stated the tragic plight of those English people that went against Hades, the then wicked monarch of England, who, for the proclamation of
All those years I underwent orthodontic care for naught ‘cuz profound gum recession and bone dissolution found me fraught with angst riddled necessity whence dentures bought or will soon bring relief, where financial cost to me = aught. though grievous
The asphalt glints silver As the pitter- patter of my feet Mingle with the sounds of laughter, Anticipation and wonder Seem to echo from the brilliance Of the mountains as they glint, Glow and rejoice in the sun. Now I
She came to visit me from America, Everybody shouted, she is my replica. She is very pretty, white and pink, She wore her jacket, made of mink. My little lady always looked very busy, Serving tea with her beautiful tea-cosy.
Are you educated? Have you an injured heart? Have you a purified brain? Do you believe in truth? Are you alone? Do you seek problematic truth, solvable truth, real magic? Are you a secular person? Do you believe in democracy?
What does it look like? What does it sound like? How does it read? Is there beauty in mathematics? Are physics formulations beautiful? Is artistic beauty in all its forms discovered or created? Did Newton invent his mathematics or did
Into bitter molten depths Treacle-dark and aromatic Swirled a creamy linen light Tantalising, limbs ecstatic Weak and trailing, meek and gentle Doomed at first to dark absorption Probing, twirling, infiltrating Spiralling with limp contortion Mild, yet purposeful and sure Edging,
Worry not you by water bound Or disturb your sleeping state If words, simple nor profound Mark there your resting place For those who look upon this deep This vast, this treacherous, churning ground Who in the bone your memory
A brown cloud descends on charcoal sketch. Moonstruck, a blast begins. Marigold, beware: sun is going to hide behind the stings. The fang penetrates deep, in the breast of sleeping pride. A golden god melts in the arms of mercy.
We met, a random act of coincidence We talked, I figured we had some sort of relevance Never in my time has someone lent me an ear so much, trust me I commend your patience Small talks, random brawls, A
Violence !Bloodshed ! Massacre ! Hatred and callousness having its nasty play across the globe, inflicting myriad miseries on innocent people here and there, every now and then . And all these insane acts in the name of God !
Lips like crystals sharp and pure words like liquor nauseous Eyes like portals suck you in into a world too beautiful breathing out all of the smoke into my mouth like we are one breathing in the smell you are
Superficial Yet so deep.. The bond The desire To be One soul Two hearts That beat as one… Breaking shackles Sharing agony & pain Panacea Expectations A justification to live To what extent How does a relationship start? Where does
When the broken records play The grooves of profound agony, they may Watch the peace they built The piece squelched to silt. When forgotten verses cried out all the pain And the tears saw the fort fell apart To the
Your loyal and trustworthy; a true special kind Beautiful soul in spirit & mind You are a person whom I can depend Thank you for being such a good friend Thank you for being supportive & not giving up You
Life alone is a desolate reign, feel no remorse, no fear, no pain. Dark lonely days and endless nights with no chance of living, or more pointless fights. My reasons, pure and simple. A growing need with mouths to feed;
A symbolic undertaking, A torch that has been passed Divinity materialized in your eyes not for buying or selling This life you have granted me flows so fast Stories shared through the years, A generation is for telling Grace in
Soul,common to all relationships for social order, social order possibility through peace role of peace is to realize the soul,common to all. Birth in a family incidental arrival soul is essential for livings’ survival body is ordered bondage of elements
Casting off the shores, bound for faraway lands. Setting sail on dark seas, uncertain, unknown the travails that await. Crew steeled for adventure exploration fame glory. No turning back. Humanity departing. Longships rising, slow gracefully plumes of power moving beyond
I had a very close friend that once disappeared She’d gone missing a long time, for many years Fled one night to another state far away And hid incognito somehow to stay She left suddenly with her tow-headed daughter and
Struggle is life’s way of strengthening it… yet because of it I’m stuck in a bottomless pit. Everything’s gone, truly nobody left… a few that once cared now all think I’m a pest. All that was left was a tiny
I feel your warm hands on me An intense touch, cold and lifeless Your eyes say what should be Our hearts united in perfect oneness But the light’s slowly cleared the shadow And my reality’s a lie so hollow I’ve
Seeking a bride at my ripe age Getting married amidst near and dear feeling as a special person in the groom’s attire Humming those romantic tunes holding her hand experiencing the heavenly feeling at our honeymoon decorating our little hamlet