Sagacious words

Poetry is a deal of joy and pain and wonder, with a dash of the dictionary. ~ Khalil Gibran

Saturday, 22 September 2012

The Ruins of Fate

The laughter and jeering of belittlement and derision-
Are ploys of control generated as the games of gods;
The favours bestowed upon the less fortunate-
As inside the monster's lair all prey fights for survival
And the deeds of the valiant hang shredded,
Amongst the ruins of fate destroyed leaving heart embers to glow,
Within freshly unearthed hope, despite the thriving markets of obfuscation
And for redemption the hard won goals of need submit to the airs of turmoil,
As with the shelter of reason the quests lead to a trespassing-
On ethereal plateaus of fiery and dynamic imaginations.


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