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II. Fortuna
A speck of sun and fulsome moon
Entangled into one;
A silhouette of thousand stars,
Whose day had just begun;
She spared a ..
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In the ending hours of the evening,
When the last rays of the sun
Embrace the light-bathed skyline
Of the city's opulent buildings,I often stare f..
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Companion piece to In the evening:
http://www.writerscafe.org/writing/abdulrocks/639179/
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My dreams of delusionNow burn like paperWhose embers float in the breeze.And onward they flyIn plume and in smokeIn the most apparent of ease.If life'..
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I intended this to be a satire on religious hypocrisy. But I welcome all opinions. There is no wrong interpretation.
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For a special person
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I tried in a semi-dreaming reality,
To describe your voice and its quality,
But lost my grip on its denouement,
For I find it transcends mort..
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A murderer turns psychotic due to guilt and kills himself. Partly based on the character William Sikes in Oliver Twist
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The
beads of sweat upon the worker's brow,
The
hope his heart has heaved upon his head
That
life may love his children as they grow,
And
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Sometimes,in the darkness of the night,we see more clearly than ever.As immutable forms ariseand get engulfedby waves of unknown potency,some soar to ..
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