Tuesday, July 29, 2008

...and again and again...

Assalamualaikum and peace be upon you ...

This be the second week of the fourth month,
Second year of being a slave to a slave,
Year of the Terra Ratus,

24th day of the 9th moth since the West is reluctantly shade by distance...

___________ooOoo___________
oo(O)oo

A Matter of Simplicity
(continued)

___________ooOoo___________

FORGIVE ME FRIENDS...
I HAVE DELETED THIS POST AS IT IS TOO PERSONAL FOR ME TO
REVEAL.

---oo0oo---

...and again, another end begins...

___________ooOoo___________
oo(O)oo

THIS BE THE STARTING POINT FOR A MULTITUDE OF ENDINGS
(this be the place where i have abruptly hid in silence)

-o0o-

ANSWER ME THIS

-o0o-

beloved friends tell me please,
if it is the end of this beginning be the root to your ease,
or,
it is the beginning of this end that would spawn your bliss,
tell me so that for you I may wheel,
a cart for this tale and banish all crease,

but,

be what ever that you may ever wish,
feed my mind with thoughts as a dish,
and give strength to my soul to bring a dot marking mark a finish.

___________ooOoo___________

I HATE TO LOVE YOU

-o0o-

Time fails not to spawn great romance,
tales of greatness that the heart enhance,
just like how the swans in dance,
maketh a mad man die in trance.

But wary O those who glance,
at the beauty of that brings you trance,
tales of love have hidden lances,
that will pierce your hearts giving you no chance.

No matter how great is the love we have glance,
know be you of the truth of the swan's dance,
the purity that love enhance,
hids the ugliness of lust flounce.

Making hurt weigh more that a numberless ounce.

___________ooOoo___________
oo(O)oo

In another time,
another tale will come.

maybe,

of the things the Demon saw as a Slave to a Slave.

but for now,

the Demon would only want to rest.
And rest the Demon will,
in a land where demons were kill,
on hot sands that would test the strongest of will.

___________ooOoo___________
_______THANK YOU_______
_______O_______
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Tuesday, July 22, 2008

...the more complicated things get...

Assalamualaikum and peace be upon you ...

This be the first week of the fourth month,
Second year of being a slave to a slave,
Year of the Terra Ratus,

22nd day of the 9th moth since the West is reluctantly shade by distance...
___________ooOoo___________
oo(O)oo

A Matter of Simplicity

___________ooOoo___________

...and again, another end begins...

___________ooOoo___________
oo(O)oo

THE CHILD AND THE SEA
-o0o-

what a lovely sight is the raging sea,
to the child that sleeps within me,
a war of winds and water that is salty,
that brings calm to where draughts was once mighty,

oblivious to the sleeping child in me,
to the sad stories behind a seaman trophies,
as all to him are marks of glory,
to a dead hero who fought with no worries.

___________ooOoo___________
oo(O)oo

In another time,another tale will come.
maybe,
of the things the Demon saw as a Slave to a Slave.
but for now,
the Demon would only want to rest,
and rest the Demon will,
in a land where demons were kill,
on hot sands that would test the strongest of will.

___________ooOoo___________
_______THANK YOU_______
_______O_______
©all rights reserved to the owner of this blog and no copy of the contents in this blog is permitted unless statedotherwise.