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Our Mistress

March 24, 2015
By NonchalantDante GOLD, Baltimore, Maryland
NonchalantDante GOLD, Baltimore, Maryland
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Favorite Quote:
"Beauty does not induce enough pain for a poem" -Ray-yo


I walk along the way of death and tire
The cold and hardened marble is a tease
For which I cannot hope is hidden mire
Pleasant is the fire of winter breeze
Hurt and limp I keep a broken stride
With cloak and sword I cut while blind and mute
As if I have a meager luck of pride
She nods to fall and drain my withered root
Lack of love will lean to whet my pen
The light and empty cartridge is a coin
Her tongue is fierce and cuts the minds of men
A meager price to bind her wanting groin

So certain is my lust for harsh abyss
Sweet chirp and song betray my wanting bliss



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Noctiluca GOLD said...
on Mar. 28 2015 at 4:55 am
Noctiluca GOLD, Hyderabad, Other
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"While some seek to find themselves, I shall seek to create myself."

Awesome and intense! Loved It!! :D

on Mar. 26 2015 at 6:59 am
NonchalantDante GOLD, Baltimore, Maryland
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Favorite Quote:
"Beauty does not induce enough pain for a poem" -Ray-yo

Haha thanks! Any idea how to fix the formatting? My line breaks always seem to get messed up...

on Mar. 26 2015 at 2:34 am
Lysander PLATINUM, Bangalore, Other
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I slay.

nice poem @NonchalantDante !!! loved it....keep up d gud work :) :) :) :) !!!!!