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Moon shining upon a fresh layer of snow
The clouds having just departed from the sky
The tiger in silence approaches and I-
Rise from my slumber to hear a zephyr blow
I try to sleep again but it remains slow
And still I see the tiger before my eyes
What acumen is he attempting to show?
What pure torture is he striving to defy?
Yet again slumber at last falls upon me
But the tiger does not come around this time
A slumber without visions of hope to see
Longing to know again all that is sublime
With the dawn comes the passerines' melody
It seems without the tiger, life has no rhyme
The clouds having just departed from the sky
The tiger in silence approaches and I-
Rise from my slumber to hear a zephyr blow
I try to sleep again but it remains slow
And still I see the tiger before my eyes
What acumen is he attempting to show?
What pure torture is he striving to defy?
Yet again slumber at last falls upon me
But the tiger does not come around this time
A slumber without visions of hope to see
Longing to know again all that is sublime
With the dawn comes the passerines' melody
It seems without the tiger, life has no rhyme
Literature
for Mids
your photos told stories
of the adventures you've
had - oh the places you
went!
your poems, more like
rants, had your voice
boom inside my mind,
echoing.
soon after you deleted your account,
I swore I would write to you...
but I never did, not as often as
I would have liked to, anyway.
next time I go out,
I'll take pictures
of flowers and 'scapes,
just for you, my friend.
next time I write a
poem, I will remember
how your words always
were full of volume.
Literature
By the Sea
All of my fragile little smiles feel so very fake
And any second I fear my facade might break.
I'm terrified and heartbroken, out of my mind
Waiting for you to get that peace you're trying to find.
A shack on the raging sea, waiting out the storm
I'm staring out, hoping that you'll come home.
They all ask if I'm fine, I tell them that I'm okay
And I promise, I pray, that I will be some day.
There's a fire coming to burn its way through me
But I promised myself that I wouldn't flee
For my tears can put out every single flame
And bring you back here, bring you home again
For this storm comes from me, fierce and wild
Though my expressions are
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an ocean only grows
a girl may shed tears
for those parted by the sea;
accumulation.
a lady can sob
in veins of wine, sweeten and
settle his sorrow.
a woman will weep
when a home leaks, leaks of a
future ne'er to be.
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Also called the Spanish Sonnet. Spanish; heptasyllabic; RS: abba abba cdc dcd, abba abba cde cde, abab abba cdc dcd, abab abba cde cde, abba abab cdc dcd, abba abab cde cde
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Amazing!