I am lord of the ruins,
for, in that all the kingly
desires led astray a path
of noble disposition
and pursuits, made to level
them-an empire of fruitless
flame, my name is ash on wind
Come see the lament, two cents
a head, behold the laurels
metamorphosize to thorn,
and amaze at shoulders torn
in bearing revolutions
which seemed a worlds weight,
yet, being a pea's breadth
were merely the bells of jest!
Watch the wicked course of fate!
Tilling the soil with simple
and, all the same, aspirant
feet brought me to long believe
no matter what conditions
or inflictions taken of
understanding, I would
have final reprieve
Bear witness to an angel
soiled in his earthen thrashing!
Just think, you could pay for dreams,
or buy the once in lifetimes
opportunity to see
the portent of divine waste
as maggots chase him to feast!
Two cents is all that you need,
to see fools dancing to bleed
Bountiful imagery of surreal, symbolistical depicting on ontological
nature of social strata, duly poemized with philosophical contents and words from the lexicon of a wise mind.
"Upon slumbering in darkened night I" - is a compliance to Poetry´s
must in the Poetry´s Revelation Century.
Two cents is all that you need,
to see fools dancing to bleed
Dear Tyler....I adore your writes because they are so realistic but yet so unique....you mix them up so well...and thats the hallmark of a real poet....love n luck....BHUWAN!!!!
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Mack's friends suggested he visit a quaint town in Washington State called Leavenworth, but they had an ulterior motive—a motive that resulted him agreeing to help one of their friends track down her missing sister. That led him to the remote small t
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Bountiful imagery of surreal, symbolistical depicting on ontological
nature of social strata, duly poemized with philosophical contents and words from the lexicon of a wise mind.
"Upon slumbering in darkened night I" - is a compliance to Poetry´s
must in the Poetry´s Revelation Century.
I salute You, Sublime Poet!
Andre Emmanuel Bendavi ben-YEHU
to see fools dancing to bleed
Dear Tyler....I adore your writes because they are so realistic but yet so unique....you mix them up so well...and thats the hallmark of a real poet....love n luck....BHUWAN!!!!