Enthrones Poems - Poems about Enthrones

...Through the valleys of shadow where longing enthrones its reign, I have come to you, in search of the elixir of forgetfulness' gain, Heart healer, mend my suffering with a phoneme's mend, Banish t......

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...Over the west Sun dies, oozing blood, The hillside glows in a ruddy blaze, Pink and crimson fade slowly around, And a pallid shade taints the twilight haze. By and by, darkness desce......

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... Over the west Sun dies, oozing blood, The hillside glows in a ruddy blaze, Pink and crimson fade slowly around, And a pallid shade taints the twilight haze. By and by, darkness ......

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...Summit Times Ja Just Gotta Walk Away... Excusing yourself as if... going to the bidet, an immense water closet (perhaps the size of Mar A Lago type getup), sans human waste (after flushing......

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...Summit Times Ja Just Gotta Walk Away... Excusing yourself as if... going to the bidet, an immense water closet (perhaps the size of Mar A Lago type getup), sans human waste (after flushing) ......

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...Shrewd leader enthrones Foolish elects him blindly to live or to die! -July 19, 2018 Chattogram......

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...She makes me not forget The value of the jewel I hold Whispering softly to her man Sometimes I must be told Her words drip like honey Making the love so sweet How do I deserve this? This co......

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...Has he who enthrones no power to dethrone? Earthly glory never lasts. Its state Is inconsistent like seeds down And be the watchman: be wise! No power perpetuate Lest, when the Master returns, he......

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...When my eyes close and I can longer see when my mouth shuts and I can no longer talk when my ears are deaf and I can no longer hear when my legs are weak and I can no longer walk My father ......

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...The Ruba’iyat of Créteil Lake – Part Nineteen “Not that I had not spied your tulip-lipped doting jasmine airs Nor the way your wraith-like form take me back to sumptuous fairs Of Samarkand yore ......

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...Death is not death but a mask of great love That protects us from pain in archived dust Where vanity veils and desire dreams lust, And the spirit's retreat is safe above. Behind the mask like wings ......

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