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The thunder , fell upon clouds The clouds ,started growling  aloud The shadows falls, As the sun was hidden The trees were  stiffen. The waves grew still, their rhythm destroyed, An endless echo, a vast, dark void. The way peace mused, It Made him annoyed. He was a pirate , in the clouds He sailed, Born with a sword, and chaos Embraced. He was a fighter for peace, He fought, But never saw it front.... He sailed distant clouds But never was stunned , He was annoyed with peace . He longed to soar through waves And clouds to pierce And  the pirate who gave him fight So fierce. The sword which he lived by, The blood that it missed by If it is not peace , he thought Then what is it for which He fought. He was confused to sail Backed no wind , To row they fail. He saw the sun settling With sorrow , As he hoped for another Day from God to borrow. At distant in his heart A never ending beat.... Dry throat , numb eyes, Sweat a drop ,No summer & heat Smiling with lips As he uttered " Is it a pirate's defeat"!?
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Mar 8, 2025
Mar 8, 2025 at 9:06 PM UTC
A pirate's dilemma
The thunder , fell upon clouds The clouds ,started growling  aloud The shadows falls, As the sun was hidden The trees were  stiffen. The waves grew still, their rhythm destroyed, An endless echo, a vast, dark void. The way peace mused, It Made him annoyed. He was a pirate , in the clouds He sailed, Born with a sword, and chaos Embraced. He was a fighter for peace, He fought, But never saw it front.... He sailed distant clouds But never was stunned , He was annoyed with peace . He longed to soar through waves And clouds to pierce And  the pirate who gave him fight So fierce. The sword which he lived by, The blood that it missed by If it is not peace , he thought Then what is it for which He fought. He was confused to sail Backed no wind , To row they fail. He saw the sun settling With sorrow , As he hoped for another Day from God to borrow. At distant in his heart A never ending beat.... Dry throat , numb eyes, Sweat a drop ,No summer & heat Smiling with lips As he uttered " Is it a pirate's defeat"!?
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Mar 8, 2025
Mar 8, 2025 at 9:06 PM UTC
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