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A Bitter Sonnet
Contributed by
CypherX
on
Sunday, 6th June 2004 @ 11:04:04 AM in AEST
Topic:
Grief
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I feel like dying:
the one I think I love yields no heart.
Lying in the damp mist I cry...
Shrieking to the Gods;
to them I bare my grief.
Take this burden from my soul and enlighten
me so that I may rise with thee.
Silence is thy reality.
Stricken from hope...
I plead to thee.
Merciless statues have you no compassion?!
They show no emotion...
I am forbade to enter the sacred realm.
Silent screams, tortured beings...
For this is my quest, my destiny, my fate.
I shalt not beg for the Gods to relinquish my
heartache.
Alas, I wish upon them one thing...a heart.
For if they contained a heart they would know
grief,
they would know how to suffer...
In this land a God is no higher than a
peasant.
Remembering the wicked earth...
I hold the peasant above thee deity...
for the peasant knows hardship and torment.
The Gods are ignorant to pain and love.
What is a heart with no blood...
Copyright ©
CypherX
... [
2004-06-06 11:04:04]
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Re: A Bitter Sonnet
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by Sirena_Degana on
Sunday, 6th June 2004 @ 11:41:54 AM AEST
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| this poem has so much magickal force. Very mysterious! |
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Re: A Bitter Sonnet
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by Tori on
Sunday, 6th June 2004 @ 11:56:24 AM AEST
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This poem is great it's dark and mysterious.
Keep up with the awesome writings! |
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