Sinashta, Sidra Poems

I. Doomed to Demise

Among all the dreadful thoughts,
And in all the battlefields that you've fought,
...

What's happened to you, my dear?
You seem wounded, whom did you defend?
Time's up, but, you don't seem to fear.
There're cracks and aches, which I think I can mend.
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May I ask somthing?
Something I wanted to ask long ago.
Will I keep burning,
For the warmth of another's heart glow?
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We have never known,
At the darkest nights.
That nobody's shown,
In the hardest fights.
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Here comes the end, my dear sun, 1-
Your flaring lights are dimmed away,
Yet, your loving moon shall tonight stay,
And I shall on that velvet lawn lay,
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What will come has come indeed,
And soon will be spreading its seeds.
For the man who shatters and bleeds,
Failure is what he can feel and feed.
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Dusk breezes are getting colder.
Winter trees are about to prosper.
Aspens quiver and willows whisper:
'Won't you stay here a bit longer? '
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Night, moon and sea
The most magical things could be
Fighting between thoughts and me
Waiting for absence to set be free
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I'm not here to make a bet
On our empty poems and lines
Mine eyes and yours shall never be met,
For I'm no longer your anodyne.
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Prepare, these weary eyes won't remain.
Thought you had nothing left to gain,
But nothing can shatter this heart again
And the odor of past revived your pain,
...