Anthony Degilio

Jewels, gold and gems, oh what strength they posses,
Yet only to greed and illusions of avarice must they confess,
They can mend broken hearts, though only so little,
As to procure a pardon from their lover; unjustified acquittal,
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Nature, thy double-edged sword,
The serene and peaceful hallowed fjord,
Teeming with life and everlasting light,
That lasts well into the dark of night,
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Scales luminous and talons sharpened,
The dragon's vicious roars disheartened,
Courageous knights and true-shot archers alike,
Staring at the beast with unkempt spite,
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Thy monstrous beast flew faster with wings afire,
Settling on smouldering perches forever higher,
Soon it hovers high enough to overlook the earth,
Under which lies humanity in its wasteful girth,
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Here in nature I sit in thought,
Past experiences compared to naught,
Beautiful leaves, frail and guilded,
Like memories, oh loved and wilted,
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Steady thy blade with haste,
Death marches not at low pace,
The hour of ravens draw near,
Dark moments quickening appear,
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The harsh cold,
Lies always told,
Whispers the gale,
Tell your tale.
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A life of freedom,
Joy of a sound mind,
Innocent by action,
Damned by the find,
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Death, I beg you come,
Pain I cannot bare,
Emotionless and numb,
This mask I wear,
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Behind my mask,
Not much is there,
A true task,
Is not to care.
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Natures unrivaled beauty abounds,
Sounds of soothing birds call,
Echoes rarely heard around,
Resound in the emerald hall.
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The snow
Glistening it falls.
The wind
Whispering so lightly.
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Eyes that cannot see,
Hear the pain of our mother,
Smiles that may deceive,
Our brotherhood to one another.
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Inner turmoil rages,
Blood starts to boil,
Our souls trapped in cages,
Bound by a false royal.
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After all I have done,
The moments that came,
Now you should run,
A beast you can’t tame.
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Purest in the rough,
A precious sight,
Joining two into one,
Encasing loves promises.
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Rain pours hard,
A million empty drops,
The memories in seeds,
Which bloom to crops.
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Flowers in spring blossom,
Bright petals smile at the sun,
Cold crisp air of Autumn,
The beauty returns to none.
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One heart alone,
Cannot thrive long,
The beating tone,
A beautiful song,
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Rise the ancients,
The souls of old,
To mend the stories,
Of bright and bold.
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