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The Land of No Calamity

In a far distance across the pitiful horizon	
I scour for thee
I roam the land beneath, above
An empire which called you name it,
For thyself

Conquering the waters of no calamity
Crushing bones
centuries old
No eyes could laid or peek

Queen of the abyss
Pioneer...profound...lustrous
The birth of wishes
Traces of blithe
The haven for the people
Sanctuaries for the forgiven
...Peace

And peace to come for all
For their queen
Laying down
On a gold threaded tapestry

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I Gazed Upon the Horizon

I gazed upon the horizon
Down below with rocks plastered with barnacles 
Stubbornly clanging on its superior mother
I saw clashing waves pondering in their youth
On their twisted arms played childish acts
Slowly I move my gaze up
On a rock where a lady stood upon
Her eyes 
Her cerulean eyes that longed for calming meet
Her body silhouetted with her ivory flowing gown
Spun by her people with detailed lines 
Reflecting her youth, her beauty in every yonder
The greatest of all is her stance
Uncompared by any other being
Gracefully tip toed around the soaked scented rocks
She soars above and below
Pacify all the inferior and folly
She took her first step
Her right arm raised high up through the clouds
Conjuring great power and assurance
Pouring fellow jolly and bliss to all her people
Her left arm twirl around her waist
Trailing behind cheerful bunnies
They would hop and roll
Rock and bow
Their incessant behavior showered grains of hope and faith
No worries no calamities paced
Her left foot kicked like bands of treble
Rolling down their sleeves
Making love to music
And here comes forth melody
Inspiring her children to grow and mate
Making solemn promises of faith
And  her right foot stands alone
Into a void where darkness reigns
It is a pillar on its own
Piling her recorded past
Filling her emptiness with precious velvet hearts
Her stance is righteous to all
That glides in the center of the horizon
To the core of my heart
As a blessing whose gift is to give
To love and to cherish
The moments in every day 
In any time

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The White Cygnus

First to the door to met my first beauty queen,
Seeing through his sapphire eyes made my cold heart drool,
For the first time in my life it actually teaches me the teachings of one’s life.

Quickly, quickly,
 Is it roses are red,
Or violets are blue.
Maybe orchids, lavenders or maybe lilies.

The snowy flakes of every lilies,
Matches her soul as the princess of Cygnus,
Crying in pain under the rushing rivers of Eridanus.

Waiting for Orion,
Her knight and shining armour. 
As I , the hero of thee,
Shall follow the same path as Orion,
Soaring through the night sky for thee,
As thou would rise with Orion,
The only hero thee would found.

As it shall be you and me,
With the story of the white Cygnus invokes.

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The Key of Growth

The growth of a person,
Unleashed with the purest essence of life from thyself.

Wilt not slave thyself from the prowess anger,
Shalt not crave hunger for life’s threat. 

 Not even, 
Sieving through the darkness of all threatening sorrows.

This message lies the key of growth,
Of purity, of maturity.

Even as an infant,
Thou survest the strength,
Forcing for inner bravery.

Continuing for thy strength and bravery,
Finally led for the righteous justice,
Eventually succeeded for it.

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Visioned Mirror

The image within,
is it there?
From what I see,
there's nothing there.
I see nothing,
but the darkest shadows within,
the essence of the unwanted souls,
the cries of every undead.
Horror is only there in their eyes,
with the undead beasts drowning them,
with their organs ripped of,
by boiling them.
Witnessing death,
visioning hell,
I could only felt tears rolling,
mind vowing,
hands praying,
and justice to be serve.

Mirror,mirror on the wall,
I wish i could fend for them all.

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The Seasons

The colors of spring...
with the hues from the lively lived fellow...
who mellow and grace in shallow tears...
whose sight is greet with a thoughtful hello...

The sinful summer...
embrace indeed the wide range sheer...
with stern, with tolerate abundance he waits...
dried in vein in arrival for the same peer...

The arch autumn...
standing abyss and proudly awaits...
carrying weights for a thousand pain...
strollers evoke the nets of the unworthy shades...

The saint winter...
he who went pantaloons...
hands in hands, under silver platter...
on side pouches clanging heated soup spoons...

The four seasons...
all to engage the late dusk...
to uphold the earliest dawn...

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The Box

The box itself lies within,

with its core enraged in honour.

In the deep minds of the forgotten,

with its bright minds sorten.

To unleashed with request,

and sent for conquest.