Ancient Poems - Poems about Ancient

the ancient knowledge! I love to gain, have and see wow! of its magic ...

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Nature is the Leader Nature is the home. The Home. The life giver. Air, water, everything The laws of nature preserve and increase life. The Life. For livings For plants, animals, and humans. Nature can live without us. Nature can live without humans. Man can’t live without nature So, why do we want to organize and drive the life...

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Drink the water of mountain brook Sweet and clear, it fills you with joy Try it once, very soon you’re hooked Much like ale, in thirst, to enjoy Ancient music, from ages gone by Is like stream, crystal clear ’n light Stays as friend of my soul and ally Simple sounds are total delight Flute and oboe, old fiddle and harp Horns and pipes,...

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Shell, ancient mortal, Cast from sparkling oceans, soul For your lost love pined....

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I was baptized in the howls of wolves, under the lattice of thorns of ancient winds, My veins are mapped by serpents, my pulse beats to the rhythm of forgotten beasts, All who fear kneel, but I stand untamed in the midst of the storm, Unsculpted by the hand of time, unyielding in the face of attempts to...

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The river of life flows freely, whispering ancient secrets under the starry sky, the waves sing with joy, crashing against the shores with the longing for a new beginning, the light of youth shines like a beacon in the deep night, guiding lost steps on the paths of unseen connections, under golden skies, clouds dance in slow and wide...

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Q What God A Minute's? theme song has been circulating inside of my mind? A Hallelujah, I will meet you in the rapture, I will meet you in the middle of the air. Q Do you think that the Holy Spirit is trying to reveal to me that the rapture is very ...

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The albatross, a frozen, spectral wing, Hangs heavy 'cross the sky, no solace it can bring. A ship of bones, on seas of liquid lead, Where cursed winds howl, and ancient horrors spread. The mariner's gaze, a hollow, burning stare, Reflects the ice, and whispers of despair. The serpent coils, beneath the frosted wave, A living shadow, from a watery grave. The moon,...

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In the depths of the mind, where thoughts weave like threads of an ancient tapestry, I wonder why women, like comets piercing the night sky, Are more intriguing to men than men are to them. Perhaps they carry unknown galaxies in their eyes, realms of dreams and mystery, Each of their smiles is an enigma, an untold story waiting...

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Taking part in tomorrow Over and again? Asked of more for who? To avoid where i don’t know His time in a lights, blasts My times haven’t run, home Learning how i leave, beneath Beneath my custom Devoured in still shots At becoming the he , she would expect of me, another shim Today and them, never my ways How i plan to let your rows...

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Hallmark? sappy stories of rich or upper middle-class people starting businesses or trying to save existing ones handsome men and beautiful women newly divorced or never married modern versions of daytime soap operas you may not watch for a month and not miss anything good thing my wife has a television in the guest room downstairs I can watch ANCIENT ALIENS!!!!! ...

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Beneath the ancient boughs Stories of ages pass The copse of cedars stand silent As the wind sighs, whispers hidden secrets of time Their shadows waltz in the sun A play of light and dark The truths they veil in their green leaves Of memories, lost and found A rhythmic hymn of earth and sky. ...

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Like a smoker's cough the dark bark of your rough skin Married many times...

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I venture forth, an explorer true, Seeking knowledge, with heart anew. Idanre's hills, a treasure to behold, Ancient secrets, yet to be unfold. The people, industrious, with hearts of gold, Welcomed me, with stories untold. Their cocoa farms, a lush, green sight, I harvested with them, under the sun's warm light. Their water, a natural blessing, pure and fine, Quenched my thirst, and revived...

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in the depths of the grave is where the light creeps through the ocean waves where all the cracks within the soul displayed are the ancient shadows upon these walls we have made...

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