This country has a beginning,
Instead the work becomes an ocean.
Oceans boil up to the top,
The sea is blood and gore.... more »
The Course Of Life
To see me frightened of the course in life,
My scared duty abides buttoned in the course of life.
To see the cherished being from around the clock,... more »
The Course Of Swords
The tracks of swords are omniscient,
Difficult to behold, hard to distill,
Unarguably all-powerful like the created
Beings stirred by imagined spirits.... more »
The Course Of Time
I was then in a course of time that ran afloat,
The coronation of the emperor was upon my own thoughts;
Seldom do wishes of difficulty concern duty
And the virtues of a corrupt people.... more »
O these drums so bold in triumph
You are dumb and deaf as drums
Your drumming is charming and sweet.
This war-ground... more »
The Created Life
In the words of your Creator are many thoughts,
Let my thoughts be at one with my own likings;
Then the Creator will make you die, and then you
Redirect your resurrected body to the full life.... more »
The Creed Adopted
It is the creed adopted by the lava on the walls,
His package of instruments displays a colour
So ideal and straightforward by ourselves.
My ink runs thin, my stains are a goodness,... more »
The crown is up in smoke,
One tells lies to the queen with a backstroke.
It flies, it ties with birds of prey,
To be hunted, the thief is to say;... more »
The Crowns Were Made
The licking of the crown was the lion,
Its field of vision was like diamonds
Shining in the guy of the whole ride.
He wished for a sudden end to laughing,... more »
The Crueler Tyrant
I refrain from his thumb of thinking,
His fingers flicker, his feet fight,
Never touch his being with a speech.... more »
The Crust Broke
While she lay the crust broke and we cherished,
Then we perished as if an earthquake shattered the ground.
Indeed the shivering of the layers beneath looked right,
But coldness and hotness were the opposites.... more »
The Crying From Misery
The miser has concussion when sick,
It is unholy and right if you end;
It contains blessings, the world,
When holiness has defeated;... more »
Another top feud appeared like a fruit unripe,
Reviling, defeating and maligning the rest.
In this dale boundless with pleasure of highness,
A principle warm and enticing was begotten.... more »
What is knowledge? What is wisdom?
My sight seeks a candle, with a flame,
And the eyes are finally better, it is
The candlelight of good shining quality.... more »
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The Day Has A Light
To wetness the day alights,
Towards the horizon of pain
Painting its face with grimace;
As the night outstrips the day... more »
The Day Shall Be Late
The day shall swear to the books of gold,
These tomes decide the worth of generations;
In them a day collides with atoms of the dusts,
Winds blow them out to the seas of brine.... more »
The Day’s Luxury
You came from the heath and moor,
Bringing their aromas through my open door;
They used to see each other, the heath and moor,
When school broke up, when there were no girls left.... more »
The Days Of A Monster
The days of Summer are inside the atoms of this mild pain,
It only comes from the distant oceans where the water lies.
A picture is strapped to the heart as the wailing begins and fades,
Lying close to the edge of an abyss so strange and rigorous.... more »
The Days Spoke
Gone are the days we spoke to each other,
Smiling is an art to deliver to the mother.
How do rests and exertions complain
In the face of danger, the main?... more »
The Dead Have Awoken
This house madly speaks to the throat of wrong,
Hastening its grasp on the young, a felony has hatched.
This house runs deep to swallow for the pen
To write a fortune of darkness, of sheer desire.... more »
I have a death with my name,
I amaze those with sleep and repose;
Your innocence today?
My days are in bereavement... more »
The Death Of Love
The death of love is a wonderful emblem,
Love teases with remorse, and love enjoys.
One death is one heart in the ruins of the creation,
The creation spreads to all quarters of heaven.... more »
The Death Of Lovers
The death of the lover is a living episode,
My dove flies according to dreams and force;
The dead men and women are resurrected
Like the forces and the moments, forming... more »
The Death Road
The road to death lasts a fortunate amount of time,
As simple steps are taken to avoid the authority of time.
The death has been an event, an event has been the death,
Like living quarters changed, like enemies slain and blamed.... more »