Dijon Noble Poems

She who is the nectar of the flower of innocence imbued with the regenerative scent of women, but a cold wind from a short distance brought decay with swiftness.

Lush things grow decrepit but eyes tend to turn away from signs that show lessons, sweet things in the past will cause bitter times for the whole of mankind, his ideals have changed but the mind of mankind has remained the same.
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In my thought I picture you with me, and my intent brought you within close proximity.

To look at you causes longing and the will to freely hear of the pain you are holding, although your laughter causes tranquility to be brought before me.
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I seek refuge in the next day while escaping the last; I grew bitter with the present while recollecting the sweetness of the past.

Hope in the midst of struggle is the bright star which lights my path in this bleak night, it alighted upon my heart and mind so distant in my vision but still contained within my sight.
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The womb that brought her forth gave birth to my attachment to her,

A cold night may give birth to a warm day,
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A man may seek throughout life but fail to find contentedness; by night's brightness and day's darkness would it clarify the differences.

Because past instances gave birth to present memories, pleasant times that pass tend to pave the path for misery.
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I put forth a question half complete in hopes that you fulfill the void with eloquent speech, if I requested happiness and peace will you willingly yield yourself to me.

The mark of character lies in the completion of intention, as my words express the intention to complete you will you stand to listen.
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I praise god for the beauty you possess exchange words with me so I may thank god for your intellect, and cling to my company so that I may avoid a heavy burden between my back and chest.

I feel your absence it's like the lack of warmth for flesh, and who would go unclothed in the cold when they have the option of garments, so may your covering be my presence and your heart my compartment.
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Woman when we speak I feel in all earnestly fulfilled complete to find what I seek, I opened my mouth and let comfort and security exit from my teeth.

Relief to you was felt when we meet like the shade of trees obtained from the threat of desert heat or one suffering from thirst to see a spring leak when death is near and life lies at its brink.
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Existence of night and day lies behind my eyes, I drew breath in my perception of the world and exhaled in the essence of time.

In the imprint of my footprint lie's experience, ahead of me stands the unseen, the path of life slowly descends upon me and lays comfortably beneath my feet.
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It is best to encircle yourself with a minute group in your company, and expect truth and loyalty than to be amongst a multitude and be subject to deceit and dishonesty.

The maker made us of the same mold so let it be that we come to know each other, brothers and sisters our father forgave us although we depreciated our mother, time claims us as offspring take the place of parents, we grope through life as if blind although reality is readily apparent.
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