First post here. Fire away, meguess?
blood from liars.
Fighting the hate and confrontation,
did you ever feel that a page was missing from your mind?
By the mandate of Heaven,
we have an open-ended sky.
Squandered and wasted,
we dodge the glances of the surveyor of dreams,
the keeper of lights.
Tread around the broken glass
of fractured thoughts,
to pull the inspiration back into the present.
Have you learned nothing?
Are your scars nothing more
than a reminder of the pain?
Show me humility,
and I will show you excellence.
Poetry by Harlequin
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Written on 2007-04-05 at 05:36
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Smiles in Rapture
Blood for doves,blood from liars.
Fighting the hate and confrontation,
did you ever feel that a page was missing from your mind?
By the mandate of Heaven,
we have an open-ended sky.
Squandered and wasted,
we dodge the glances of the surveyor of dreams,
the keeper of lights.
Tread around the broken glass
of fractured thoughts,
to pull the inspiration back into the present.
Have you learned nothing?
Are your scars nothing more
than a reminder of the pain?
Show me humility,
and I will show you excellence.
Poetry by Harlequin
Read 456 times
Written on 2007-04-05 at 05:36
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