Poetry
A roar of magic
Evening clasps God's aura
Sets upon the limpid soil,
Enchantment scintillates in our lustful eyes
Waiting for the haughty ascent. Vultures had surrounded the vast azure
Crows engulfed the infinity
May our wishes be fulfilled,
May they mean the expected! Blood-hungry as we were,
We set out on a rampage.
We are calamity,
We are the heroes,
We, the saviours. Awed by Babel, the magnanimity surrendered
Our voices had topped.
With its omnipotent resonance, the dolphins had seized
The crystalline pieces of magic contaminated
With lies, possessions.
With one last hope, we lay under the mountain
Watched the sunset with magic.
We stuttered in comfort
As the warmth loomed gracefully over the nudity
Making us blush.
But now, the soil had clenched our hearts
Extolling them with a hidden desperation.
We moaned under the moonlit sky,
We moaned passion, love and beauty. When most inexplicably the indignant mountain
encumbered upon our shoulders,
We blanched into a rosy evening pink.
Our hearts embroiled in a cloying melody.
We moaned again,
A beautiful tune.
Sets upon the limpid soil,
Enchantment scintillates in our lustful eyes
Waiting for the haughty ascent. Vultures had surrounded the vast azure
Crows engulfed the infinity
May our wishes be fulfilled,
May they mean the expected! Blood-hungry as we were,
We set out on a rampage.
We are calamity,
We are the heroes,
We, the saviours. Awed by Babel, the magnanimity surrendered
Our voices had topped.
With its omnipotent resonance, the dolphins had seized
The crystalline pieces of magic contaminated
With lies, possessions.
With one last hope, we lay under the mountain
Watched the sunset with magic.
We stuttered in comfort
As the warmth loomed gracefully over the nudity
Making us blush.
But now, the soil had clenched our hearts
Extolling them with a hidden desperation.
We moaned under the moonlit sky,
We moaned passion, love and beauty. When most inexplicably the indignant mountain
encumbered upon our shoulders,
We blanched into a rosy evening pink.
Our hearts embroiled in a cloying melody.
We moaned again,
A beautiful tune.
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