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Tangible traces of new founded luck Floundered a joust of content had it struck Gallivant with daze Fields onto graze Pastors of preaching beguiled of return Monsoon of his treatise had known of his earn Degrees of their praise Gassed of his days Anointed the ordain of his words alone Could settle the matters of doubts into stone Harrowed his fortune His vice made to notion Phrased the portrayal of luck then arose Not would his mind nor his wit could impose The recrown of lies Entangled and ties Disheveled with alliant Redemption ...
Dwelled in the streets of Peshawar Crawled the bus driver’s devour To hitchhike a local Apparent and vocal, “100 rupees for him and the other “ Their chastity yearned for to smother At checkpoints along the embellished roads Each vary of travel and transport modes With infants of nine, ten and eleven Their bellies scoped for their fragment of heaven All from the streets, or runaways consume A spliff of their own varied heaven fume Those stops where tiresome drivers rest Nine out of ten have a ruggedly zest For those young ones who ...
Regretful or rue, The latter of two Had hauled much resentment to scrape, And mildly but sure His pleadings endure A loath much more drastic to drape. He’s cradled in taverns Of ancients and caverns, A name concurred shrill Of old buck’ man Bill. In the diurnal life of creatures, they grow content with the dependence amongst themselves, their self-preservation assiduously overcomes their reverent instincts. A mature hare protects her leverets from their inability to do so. Human nature the same abides to distinct laws, reviving forward...
A tallowed man beknown by all, Ensues his maiden, brisk and brawl Announced to all, she hides and flays Her fate foretold and bawled in ways She sought and searched, resents to see A common flaw inscribed, it’s plea “ A commoner”, gilded quotes surround As fate, the man of claves unbound His grasp on her, consumes her slow Her fate ordained to mask it so The Many Marvels troll and trail Unknown she strides her subtle frail. Every time a child is born, fate encounters it in its home and foretells its future. He is a man of no face, no co...
~ The Merchant Man~When roamed and loitered, brisk he can,Avast, he hinders, the Merchant Man,With pears, and parsley, and fabrics of vine,In parchments of paper, each one of refineTassels and tastings and tidings, good willAnd roamed even further, announcing each silleach home in each city, each pavement, each vancould not evade from the town’s Merchant Man.The hymn was howled amongst the streets of Serevada, their serenade chanted all others, alighting Civ’s attachment to sweets; withholding confectioneries of a multitude. She wasn’t parti...
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