Reyvrex Questor Reyes Poems

Let her smile, it’s her flair,
Let her dream when she sleeps,
The child she is, she keeps,
Roses tucked on her hair,
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If skies were rolled away, like parchment scroll,
And stars faded as in an ended dream,
And world expires, after the bells would toll,
And moon dissolves with not a chunk to gleam;
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My Lord, please set my heart to make amends,
Speak words of truth, not words of one deranged,
Make me so meek towards my estranged friends
Whose tongues, to scorpions' tails have so exchanged;
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Would four-leaf clover give me better luck?
Much better than this old forget-me-not?
But rose that in your book I once did tuck,
I never knew what destiny it got;
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When sages say that dusk of skies so red,
Predicts a pleasant, sunny day to come,
Did it mean, no rain, none of tears to shed,
If even hearts would grieve amidst the glum?
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Why do waves keep on rushing to the shore?
What wisdom could be gleaned from thought like this?
What did they say, those great wise men of yore,
That recent hoary wits would all but miss?
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I held a rose and got pricked by its thorn,
The pretty rose is joy, the thorn is pain,
Such as I walk through life wherewith I'm born,
I hold that joys presage pains to obtain;
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Why do I do as though my dough bakes well,
When bread so lacked the tarts, your smiles impart,
Like tide that's been in ebb, I wait for swell,
And pray it comes, before you could depart;
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Love, bless this quest I am about to start,
I'll sail the seas and leave this lonely wharf,
And like in days, when errand knights depart,
Please throw to me your lovely kiss-marked scarf;
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If angels fall in love, will they, too, cry?
When utterly naive on how things go,
When not required to pass, by ways they shy,
Nor privy to the bliss, that fools would know;
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