Mage Poems - Poems about Mage

The Mage Whispers Do you see past your reality tunnels Your every day to day Safe plays As your Geiger Counters Ticks left to right As it slowly sways Do you see the struggles Of life's many broken runners In dire trouble At home or worldwide Do you see the villains with the dirty bruised knuckles On television preaching or in real time Standing in someone...

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Say what I might And declare who I will People always die And people always kill Be that as it may Skyrim’s a place of change And even when it’s still There are choices to be made I choose how I look My name, race and age I choose who I am And I choose what I say So while I cannot pick the stage I can...

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It sounds like you had the valor. Are you a hero or a traitor? Your tale comes down like mythic, while Victor paints his own epic. Your passing is a mystery in the pages of fading history, like a bleeding tale of glory tamed with rage and fury. Your legend was born like when Lenin blew the horn; The poor peasants...

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She peers through the window and views with awe as the evil mage casts spell after spell. His dark powers cruelly destroy the children’s plans for Halloween party fun. She decides to confer with the local dragon who can notably dispel spells. The dragon breaks the mage’s evil spells and kids celebrate Halloween party fun....

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"Love's Labour's Lost", "The Taming of the Shrew", "Othello", "Hamlet", "Cymbeline", "Twelfth Night"... Back in the day I all have passed them through as people pass through suffering and plight. My English was as weak as spot I had for William's beard, for the ruthlessness of texts to me. At first it was a fad, a newbie's curiosity, I guess. Over the time...

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The mage with long cloth stands upon mountain top Below him is hundred meter drop His clothes give him shape like a raindrop Entire countryside is in his scope appearing on the backdrop His clothes cascade like waterfall The robes look that way when on his body they fall He looks at the enigma of the soul Celestial essence is his goal With...

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