The poets

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic
My first attempt (also made with Itsu) at something with a bit more form.

Submitted: November 21, 2008

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Submitted: November 21, 2008

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To whithered blossoms of love and hate
To worshiped Gods of death's equate
To poets lost
To poets found
To poets known
And love abound,
Running from the wrath of fate,
learning that it's all to late,
For those who see yet can never feel
For those who Gods were Death and Kill
For poets forgotten
For poets dead
For poets bequeathed
Of pain and dread,
Going on, on shreds of instinct,
With things of fear, made indistinct,
Made to think
To know
To see
Conformity
But not to feel
The hate, the wrath, this misery,
The way to know the theory,
We aren't alone
Are we?
To whithered blossoms
Lost and kept
To worshiped Gods
Of death adept
To poets,
To poets...
We welcome you.


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