Song of the Great Whale

That creature of misfortune.

how fortunate for it, its will

may surpass the memories

of the once prominent love

of gazing onto the name of

destruction. foreboding, that

melodic stir of the deep. beneath

my feet a tremendous force, igniting

stone to sunder. wave after wave, we

reply with our insolent futilely prepared

query, a cry for help guided by a disillusion

that compassion of mercy exists within such

mountainous terror. Look onto they eye, and

reflect the mighty eclipse of you. Your moment

is temporary, and you light is dimming as mine

will forge on for just a few more moments. who

can experience immense suffering without hatred.

Yet you retain love like the pure libation, the sustainer of life. 

Like dust in the wind we blow,

clinging to misfortune although misery is the savior of all.

Floating past windows of opportunity with a short smile of the eyes,

as this has been and we have sanctimoniously  fashion or bodies as merely

voiceless vessels for light to permeate.

a dream of who will stand and who will fall,

and who will be carried on the back of  the beast.

Oh ye who has spouted golden lies and omitted betrayals beyond the stars recognition.

Look on to me, for i march the beat of a different drum.

I answer not to the tole of your victims, infants.

A brand of justice of which the tenacity of the blade wield by it

induce tears of rube hue, and frees one to envision the whole spectrum of darkness. 

low and behold the demise of terrine on this day.

I.Shepherd

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TheDistant Impression

LockedHearts

Steal a tone.

From the bell that toll,

The sound so that hen can lay.

New life sprung from a phenix,

A child, not of ash, but of clay;

the flesh of those lovers flame.

The like that merely flicker if left

a moment in the rain. That time which

seemed as though a century lasted. The kind

that brought you to your knees, and prayed for.

It's swiftly passing. To have to hold, to be so bold

As to ask, to gaze on the souls other half..

Alas

Familia Union

Subtle, the sweet.

Soft the hold.

Hand in hand... across waters...

to a future unknown.

Their love as pure, and solid as gold;

can stretch to span a sea or two;

can fold so not to unfold.

Lo and behold a tale in this.

Forged yet to be told, but whole.

Ljubavi

Ljubavi

கோம்ப்லேடே எச்ளிப்சே ஒப் எமொடிஒன்ஸ்
எக்ஸ்பண்டிங் ஷிபிடிங் அண்ட் இம்ப்லோடிங் ஒன் அபிடேர்
அனொதெர். டு ஹவே தி அபிளிட்டி டு எக்ஸ்பிரஸ் சுப்ஜெச்டிவேலி
தி போர்பிஇட் ஒப் யுவர் லவ் டு சொமேஒனே எல்ஸ் இஸ் அன் இமபோஸ்சிபிளிட்டி
வென் என்சௌண்டேரிங் எ சௌல் மேட், போர் தட் இம்ப்ளிஎஸ் தட் யு ஹவே எ தீப்
உண்டேர்ஷ்டண்டிங் ஒப் யூர் ஓர் எனி அதர் சுமன் சௌல்.லவ் இஸ் எ செபட இன் வ்திச் எவெரி வாவே
இஸ் அன் எமொடின் அண்ட் இட்ஸ் ஒப்போசிங் நடுரே ஆர் தௌரிச்த்ஸ் ஒன இட்ஸ் பெஅசெஸ். தி டென்சிட்டி ஒப் இட்ஸ் வாடேர்ஸ் கேன் கீப்யு அபோவே தேம வித் தி பவர் ஒப் ஒன்ஸ் வில் அண்ட் காம்பின் எபிபிஒர்ட்.
a complete eclipse of emotions
expanding shifting and imploding one after
another. To have the ability to express subjectively
the forfeit of your love to someone else is an impossibility
when encountering a soul mate, for that implies that you have a deep
understanding of yours or any other human soul.love is a sea in which every wave is an emotion and its opposing nature are tourists on its beaches. the density of its waters can keep
you above them with the power of ones will and combine effort.
லே தேரர் அண்ட் இட்ஸ் பிரெஷ் வாடேர்ஸ் அவைத் யுவர் சில்றேன் இப் யுவர் பிரேபாரே தேம போர் தி பத இன் வ்திச் யு ஹவே எட் டு சி ஓர் டிச்டிங்குஇஷ்.

தி சகி இஸ் தி அவே, தி வோண்டேர் ஒப் வாட் குலத் ஹவே பீன். ஹவே ஆல் தி பிரீடோம் டு கழே இந்தோ இட், இட் இஸ் நாட் போர்பிட்டேன். அட் நைட் தி ஸ்டார்ஸ் ஆர் விசிப்லே அண்ட் பாண்டசிஎஸ் மச் ச்லேஅறேர் அண்டர் தி சாடே ஒப் எ lune
le Terre and its fresh waters await your children

if your prepare them

for the path in which you have yet to see or distinguish.

the sky is the Awe, the wonder of what could have been.
ஒன் has all the freedom to gaze into it, it is not forbidden.
at night the stars are visible and fantasies much clearer under the shade of a மூன்.

Eternidad

Darkness
beautiful within and without
light cannot exists or permeate.
par rousing on the very verge of
possibility what a created mind can
grasp for its soul. losing is nothing
not even but just to imagine without
knowledge sprang forth from an eternity
the gift of a blue marble after falling from the skies.
withheld now the sight of his majesty's most magnificent
collection the cannot be so judge but merely unanimously agreed upon.

Affection
emotional crush
toxique grown to my head
you wouldn't believe the things
I've seen how long I've been before

the butter on your bread. slowly now
crawling moment is barley visible, and for
want but need we march past, later than later,
quite soon; our black flags. Justice is on the rise,
discourse is now the drawn, and to the slaughter
home shall be theirs, truly. bruised and battered they
go back to the ones they know they hold the key for
what's locked in the lies, and no ones told the code before.

bene.[Volant].male

affliction

This toxin for the heart
distilled, but naturally
decanted by emotion, thither with
a forthcoming air of praises deserving of
such misunderstand; and understanding is that is
that in it self, to be sure of an uncertainty having been told

of the certain. affection

this toxin for the heart

distilled but naturally
decanted by emotion, thither with

a forthcoming air of praises deserving of
such misunderstand, and understanding is that is
that in it self, to be sure of an uncertainty having been told
of the certain.