oio (P.E.R) Poems

When she rises, the incense still burns;
a quiet flame against the dark,
while the continuum endures,
unbroken, eternal.
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VANITY

Even the world will remain
The sun will still shine
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It doesn't have to make sense,
Its the flower of light in the field of darkness.
It gives the strength to carry on.
I don't move by sight...
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Drake was right
That we all did start from the bottom.
We build our lives from ground to the top.
We toil and we survive the odds
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The rose that grows on the rock
a symbol of strength and resilience,
For it has found a way to thrive
In a place that seems inhospitable.
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Love is the flesh we long to touch,
The warm embrace that means so much.

Your smile, a sunrise in the morning,
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It is a life of struggle and strife.
Even the seer screams of cosmic mischief.
Peace once thrived on this land.
Now perverted by violence and death.
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When shall the Patriots rise
For the Heroes days as of the Prophets is long stale.
The eagle's wings are clipped
The horses speed has slowed.
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Blitz the heaven's gates unhinged.
Rush the green streets with fearsome fairness
Flood the gray fray with mystical poison.
Plunder the Pandora from the blazing paws of three.
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Like the first yellow sun in the morning sky
The first wave kissing the longing coast lines
Your majestic gait lulled my heart.
Like a breathless awe lilting a restless soul
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