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"Tears of glory, tears of past. Which of those will fall last?"
July 29, 2010
July 27, 2010
Poem #
A poem on rain...
Rain, rain
down the drain
rain, rain
cat's bane
rain, rain
gave little gain
but growing insane.
Rain, rain
down the drain
rain, rain
cat's bane
rain, rain
gave little gain
but growing insane.
June 26, 2010
Poem # 14
Sorry that I haven't blogged in a while. But anyway, here goes.
Orea
Slain by the merchant's hand,
she was.
Slain by the one she loved,
she was.
Slain by her own blindness,
she was.
The ghost of Orea stands,
yes.
due to the merchant's hand,
that man.
in keeping her from eating,
oh.
the fruits of the dead,
no.
that taketh her soul.
Orea
Slain by the merchant's hand,
she was.
Slain by the one she loved,
she was.
Slain by her own blindness,
she was.
The ghost of Orea stands,
yes.
due to the merchant's hand,
that man.
in keeping her from eating,
oh.
the fruits of the dead,
no.
that taketh her soul.
May 18, 2010
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The Color of Seasons
Poetry: by Yumi Tavera
Graveyard
"Neither flame nor flesh is left of the dead,
As the pit of my stomach is filled with dread,
The life and the love that filled their head,
Already gone from what they´ve said,
No thought not a sound from their stony bed,
Just cards and flowers faded and shed."
May 16, 2010
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