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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required 46. At Peace I care not a fig for untold riches Or the tainted pearls of the sea. I will pursue no golden treasure Lest its tentacles vanquish me. I'm at peace with my surroundings Cherishing the gifts I have received And if and when I depart this Earth... My death will set me free. The End 47. Pain Pain is born of meanderings That to some seem justly served But on further recollection... it Seems petulant and undeserved. I'm not implying an immunity To the arrows pain may send. Just keep it at a distance And not make of it a friend. The End 48. Wisdom Wisdom is not readily accessible By some who claim to know its lair. They strut and swagger to no avail Finding only hubris lurking there. They parade about like jackals with No perspective to admire... hoping To deceive and bilk the rest of us And reconcile to their desires. Resist we must to these endeavors As they breed like roaches in the gloom. We must gird against such malcontents... These architects of doom. The End 49. Frozen by Her Light She was pretty as a daffodil... As bold as summer rain. She walked a walk of elegance To treasure my domain. I was breathless in her shadow... I was frozen by her light As she turned and subtly smiled Before she vanished from my sight. The End 50. Love Be Fraught Love is fraught with complications With no sense that I can see. It makes a prisoner of all who lapse Into its charade and mockery. Would I assume a different path To avoid this curse I now deplore? My foolery knows no measure... I remain a beggar at its door. The End
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