Ottomans Poems - Poems about Ottomans

...Silence reigns supreme in my reich No don (except me) doth trumpet within the aborted barren reach of freedoms within expansive realm, I annexed courtesy manifest destiny, which peoples now in......

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...The latter classified as a voivode (prince) of Wallachia (part of modern Romania). Surrounded by enemies that included the Hungarians, the Ottomans, his younger brother, and Walachian nobility,......

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...Sleep our glorious ancestors, sleep! Do not be disturbed. We, your descendants would never betray The blood you have shed to liberate Our land. The Land of: Homer and Hesiod Aeschylus and Eur......

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...Hmmm... let's start with the Saxons, and not forget when they got their groove on. If it wasn't for the seax, and the -ons, we wouldn't be friends but talking like the Ottomans, mon. by Mart......

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...ETERNAL MIRACLES, "MEDITATION " PLEASE NOTE: (B STANDS FOR BREATHE, AT INTERVALS) WE ARE ALL ETERNAL MIRACLES INDEED. SPECIAL, BEAUTIFUL, AND LOVABLE. SO OFTEN WE FORGET THAT WE ARE TRUL......

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...I was there when old Troy burned, all the babies I dashed and hurled, slayed Hector and Achilles, made Priam scream in agony. I was there at the Fall of Rome, snuffed a light half the world ha......

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...Skeletons Oh, skeletons have always lurked Into the closets of all faiths From millenniums to present day Deities have justified The slavery of all savaged souls Armenians a million fold A ......

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...My world spins round too fast most times from Greek deep roots on Black Sea ports crossing Jordan's River on Catherine's Great trains meet sailboats greeting sea planes flying off to sports u......

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...Overarching Genocide Noah built the wooden Ark in his homeland instructed by God to save his wife three sons and their wives from drowning a life raft rescue boat of sorts with three decks and ......

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...We will be the trustees of life's passions... The villas of villainous Rome are burning behind me from Capua to the Cisalpine Alps the skyline is smoldering from her savage sins, monuments of luxu......

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...dracula (the real deal): you know he’s been rollin’ in his coffin since ejacula came & took over the whole vampire scene--- as if it wasn’t hard enough to try and live off the blood of moronic huma......

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...A blank canvas an empty stage darkness in the primordial vacuum of stars and space a jug not yet filled a reed flute hallow yearning for the paint yearning for the actors yearning for t......

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