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| Author | Test of the English Plume (Verses.) |
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I have tried out taste of life.
I saw as the world arises,
And as he perished in night.
I drank knowledge of folks
From chalice of life.
I devoured a flesh of gods,
Also received from immortal(e)s.
Spark/Angel
Poverty and vice,
Such was my life
In my youth, to my remember
Morning and late night
With pain and dismay
Was looking into tomorrow.
(cut out censored)
But the spark shines my way
Gives a power and consolation.
But the spark shines my pardon
And you, my angel, have brought me him.
You're my happiness, light of life.
You're attract me to her, my angel
My light, my life,
My destruction. | One word- Beautiful did you write it urself?
i need an opinion about this
A better day
Many days had passed
Since the sun rose last
Many days had passed
Since I last saw
The first divine ray of dawn
The black shroud
Flashes overhead
Stained with blood,
Memories,
Pain,
Anguishes of our race
Of battles that rage
Within and out
Of this mortal plane
Indifferent to loss or gain
The black shroud of death
Flashes overhead
And I writhe on in
The war that rages
Out and within
Waiting for the end
And I lie entitled to death
Condescending at others
For I know the futile war
And I fall for I see the silhouette
Ah the scythe ah the death
I lie in middle of strives that fiddle
In the wake
Of gruesome fate
Many days have passed
Since the sun rose last
Aeons have passed
Since peace reigned hearts
Many worlds ended
And many yet to be
And I stare up on the speck
Is that the elixir of dawn?
I look down and behold the brutes
Once holy and humane
Now deprived of spirit or soul
And up again twinkles the hope
Of dawn yet to come
And I will lay a gay spectator
If the day of the sun
Was ever to come
For there is one for peace’s stead
The bale of hope to be spun
A day will come of peace and calm
And Ethos shall walk again. | Pains
The breast rises and falls all more slowly,
Cramps reduce muscles, breaking bones,
Heart then fades, then knocks wildly,
The blood stops at the vein(e)s.
The pain has left, the Moment of omnipotence.
Isn't present more time and space,
This is the moment of death.
Under the danger the passion and hope is hidden.
Let's go with me, I'll take your body and reason.
Ahead only destruction and death.
I'm your death. | for Igles:
One word- Beautiful did you write it urself?
It's for me? Thanks. Yes, I write myself. |
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