Open Poetry #3 |
Gets off the stage... |
Stoner New Member
since 1999-10-21
Posts 7Jacksonville, Fl, USA |
The Human Heart Within thy writhing walls Truths that maim, thought that mauls Burning cries, biting calls Do hide; The shames of thy soul Hidden in that hole - Off which swords do roll - Reside; Open thy safe to me! Pandora’s yet may be, Yet ‘tis wrong not to see Inside; There, longing and love; There nests the white dove On gates to Above. Abide! For ‘tis from this box That Mankind unlocks Death’s charm and Life’s pox. |
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Watcher666 Senior Member
since 1999-10-13
Posts 1606 |
Enjoyed this much! ------------------ Illusion...what we see and what we do...it's all up to you. |
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