Victorious walk parody
through the streets of the center
looks so alien
To my memories
It is not easy to distinguish it
of real love
In the depths
The legion is prepared
We know about the great deception
We point to heaven
With bloody feathers
We invent patterns
of new languages
She can hear you vibrate
assimilates and imitates
We woke up how many we could
The worst traitor
In indifference it is impregnated
Reyna hypocrisy
If you can gambetea
His logical maze
Weapons are mental
know in temperance
If the fifth grid door
We can sting in light
Far from her
and your complete control.
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Author:
Pari4 (Pseudonym) (
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- Comment from author about the poem: Travel Log: The sacred wars are approaching, and they herald shadows in the legion. I read in an old book: "If bad people knew how good business it is to be good, they would be good, if only for business." Facundo Cabral.
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Comments4
A very interesting write, the problem with today's world is being bad is very good business for some, as always enjoyed your writing
The master's words also said, "Whoever brings ill-gotten money (or money from a job they hate) home, brings and eats poisoned bread with their loved ones." It makes me reflect on the far-reaching nature of karma. Thank you so much for stopping by and leaving your words of encouragement. Best regards.
You are very welcome
Tension builds in this poem. Nicely done
I'm so glad you liked it. Sorry for the messiness, it's something I'm working on. Your words of encouragement and appreciation help me keep improving. Thanks for stopping by. Best regards.
My pleasure
Fantastic.
Thank you so much for taking the time to read and leave your words of encouragement! Best regards.
Damaso, this reads like a transmission from another plane...part prophecy, part resistance chant. I can feel the urgency in it. “We woke up how many we could”...that line hit. There's something fierce and searching here. 🌹👏 Loved it. A fave, my friend.
Well my friend I'm very happy that it was to your liking. It is a project that I am working I hope you apologize for the sloppies. Thanks for reading and leaving your words of breath. They are very imported to continue growing. Kind regards.
No need to apologize. Projects rock! Looking forward to more.
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