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The Wanderer

The Wanderer

A Poem by Czar Lyrus



Twisted by the cruel hands of fate and time

Wanders an old vagabond down the street

Living his quiet life by some strange rhyme

His every tale on the soles of his feet


Behind those old eyes are millions of years

Place which we have long forgotten

Behind those old eyes are millions of tears

Places we wish we could have forsaken


A wayfarer looking for the secret

Always searching for that final voyage

Enigma for those who wish to seek it

It’s locked away in some forgotten age…


The legends say these old men never die

They just simply fade away, without a goodbye…

© 2009 Czar Lyrus

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Very good:) Can you check out some of my poems please?:) "See" would be good:)

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Added on February 19, 2009


Czar Lyrus
Czar Lyrus


Hi! Here, I am simply known as Czar Lyrus Telpeliand. I write in a manner of many different subjects. I am a politcal theorist, a poet, a stroywriter, and an amateur theologian; I am very opinionated.. more..