Best Immured Poems

Verily,here,is awaited fate.
I,artificer of that which immures me,
am befuddled by such hands that abate
and augment 'mid its trice mellifluously.

There is no such animal as time
thrashing at one's mind
with its keen ungual;
ravishing ponder to despondent wonder.

Hobbles and fetters of sullen hue
embellish the aura of my silhouette.
Verily,here,there...

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Lonely maid immured in the castle walls
does an urgent desire thee inflame...
when I charm thy verdant eye?
Mine fate is entwined with thine,
be it life liveth in love, or nothing more!
O veil not thy smooth, timid face
with doubt and fear! Though thou seem too brave
to endure...

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