The Eroded goddess In the lands of OlympusLived that princessHer beauty was boundlessHer attributes; countless Nature created her in leisureCarving her perfectly using all of its pearlsKnowing there aren’t any left for othersBut for her even Nature grew proofound love Then Nature prepared the world for her birthLike a Goddess, she descended to earthHer guardians […]
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Of Love Of LoveA feeling that seeps through you,Searching—For, as people claim, the heart.But don’t you feelIt’s shackled, chained, and bound?But—People.People.These puppets of fate,These endless masses of the mindless,Perhaps minds reckless,Amorphous devotees—yet worthless.How can theyKnow of somethingSo rare, yet so sublime?A feeling—For which God HimselfCreated the universes.A feeling so rich,A feeling so powerful,A feeling so
A Gift I Owe Through your eyes, I seeThe world of imaginations,The hope within meWhich decree,Perhaps my poetry.What good you did to me?Unshackled my thoughts,Revived my essence,Transformed my ability,Discovered a young poet within me.But also instilled subsequent fear:What if I ever lost my creativity?It wouldn’t be a miracle,As rust casts on iron,Making it all dull
