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a poet's pyre
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a poet's pyre a poet's pyre These lost moments in seconds soon accumulate held thoughtless and rhyme-less by inconsiderate fate the ideas each dying on a poet's pyre such a strange deathless chill white fire an absence of conscious achieving tumbling words in an act of self deceiving the pictures warm hues flatter and lure perhaps in those arms a better cure for this social disease of loneliness and wondering if in all words a phoniness the interpretation of heart's chords fail to capture true sentiment in organ's wail a belief in love when of love world seems devoid and the mirror on the wall your dead eyes avoid what became of knights jousting for maidens fair what became of the sorceress with red mane of hair did the dragons of progress slay them all in gouts of flame blackened principles fall there are no tears for those who come after let them sense not the tears but the laughter think of our world a better place than we see let us try and make such a world be romantics till the end assaulting castle cold where the rulers our souls have bought and sold leaving the empty vessels without heat of love devoid of truth or kindness or solace from above in moments seconds rush by and expire and we who stand seek to stroke the fire keep the bell jar of hope's flame lit even as our hearts love's touch forget a muse or money or a kiss to bring a song of justice and love fresh to sing. Thoughts in sensual pleasure to erotic writing writ. Feel free to travel - click - to my blog: An exploration introduction |
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I like this a lot....even as the bard laments...his very words are a warning...
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it is not the usual fare which here I usual share these are words grasping for the ennui lasting. Thoughts in sensual pleasure to erotic writing writ. Feel free to travel - click - to my blog: An exploration introduction
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