Historian E Lexano

Historian E Lexano Apr 2017

Winst*
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But O' you Winst,my darling friend!
Its so much than magic
How I counts you than tens
When I number and marks my friends

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O' you Winst of spirit smiles
Let me tell you ,how best
I emptys the person I pile
When we embrace and gentle press

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But O' you charming Winst
Do you know your eyes lies the honey gardens
So full of roses and spells,and envince
Edens apples and serpent pardons

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But O' you Winst! A star model
A goddess daring in desires
How sweet,my sights,you bottle
When you poses,and sparks your fires

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But O' you beauty to behold,Winst!
How sweet is it when you snakes
Deep in our minds,when you're in our midst
As our heart explodes and breaks

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But O' you provocative body,Winst!
Melting of a thousand clay and aroma rhymes
But veils the poets works, your mist
Hope you unravels our pride with time

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Again,O you my darling friend
Let's keep writing this stories of pleasure
In endless perfection,but to end
Trailing the beginnings of our time with worth measure

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™Recalcitration With Excellence

#Friend #smiles #daring #desire

Apr 2017

Peter Kiggin

Words are all I have

Words are all I have

I see mirrors everywhere I look
Are they reflections of a book

In ancient times what is written shall be
I believe too in the power literary

It brings people together to discuss
It is clear as day for some lustrous

People live and die but words will never ever rust
So I put to you the words in trust

I bring chaos were I feel I must
I am forever a poem to remember not just

Bricks

Apr 2017

Autumn

Trees are Wiser

Trees are wiser.
Trees are stronger.
Trees are most content.

Trees are taller.
Trees live longer.
Trees do not need shelter.

Trees are tougher.
Trees don't complain.
Trees have the most secrets and stories untold.

Trees are rooted deep.
Trees reach the clouds.
Trees provide homes to animals,
and us.

The greatest providers.
Trees are incomprehensible.
Trees have been since the beginning of time.

If you need advice...
Ask a nearby tree.

#trees #wow

Apr 2017

Rob Rutledge

Burning Bridges

Days are dark, nights lay long,
Burning bridges keep us warm.
Wearily walking this road again
We bare the weight of the tinder,
The whispers and the flame.

What was once,
Shall never be the same.
The past floats as ash
Shadows cast on fallen rain.
While the willows weep in vain
The canopies confer in koans
The wind is passing wisdom,
Through leaves and seeds unsown.

Apr 2017

Wordsinalign

Aroma of the First Coffee Brew

Pungent coffee stains with the magnificent for company,
I spill a drop in a background of shiny metals creating an orchestral symphony.
Sitting in the boulevard I chase words into poetry,
Alongside the parades of chaos singing a different symmetry.
I write of sunsets, birds, kisses and seas,
I even write about branches on broken trees;
Of tales where the hero is the villain,
and those who felt pain in dol multipled them a trillion.
Of lonesome characters that wrote letters of love,
they even defied their gods above.

It was his eyes that made me drink black coffee,
no sugar, no cream, not even toffee.
Deep, dark and bitter was the way he was;
I even went to ‘Home Bakery’ just because.
Decoctions of coffee comforted my freezing moments,
heartbreak came to me in brief installments.
Like most of my men with no names,
my heart burned without any flames.

I love him like I love my coffee,
and you must believe me when I say
I will perish like the aroma of the first brew.

#black #coffee #brew #stain #company #dark #heart #burn #heartbreak #love #magnificent #men #with #no #names #poetry #symmetry #symphony