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Sonnet II: A Love UnworthyI have long loved hearts many times before. I have beheld wonders; beauty galore. But never have I seen a face whose smile inspireth the world, maketh life worthwhile.Sonnet II: A Love Unworthy
In my ear, ringeth odes to thine beauty. In my heart, singeth songs of thine soul. Endless thoughts of you I cannot control. Yet in my life, only thee needeth be.
But love as thine be too wond'rous to give to any baffoon to flatter thine face. Shakespeare alone deserveth your embrace for in thine eyes all art all Sonnets live.
Fool! I have no rhythm; I cannot rhyme. only with a so
by ~XAce90
Dear LoverWhy am I so afraid of you When I've never feared before? Why am I so cautious about you When I've never cared before?Dear Lover
I don't understand these feelings and fears. It seems I only know these tears.
They say i am great and kind to me is fate. They say I am wise and able to hear the silent cries. But if such were true, I would not be afraid of you. And if such were true, I would not have lost you.
by ~XAce90
Sonnet I: The BeginingResonating radiently rosy, Through my thoughts thy beauty runs, And in my heart, measured in tons, The dream supplies a feeling so cozy.Sonnet I: The Begining
Gorgeous and gracious, generously true, With golden eyes of a goddess, And rose lips that fill men with bliss, Thou hast stricken me heart with love anew.
Soaring with a heart song so strong, Thou sings with heaven's desire, Causing hearts to erupt with fire. One does not live until he hears thine song.
Ach! Dear Fate, the final factor for all, Let this last; keep my heart forever tall.
by ~XAce90
Bryan's Trials: Thunder “Is this for me?!” Bryan shouted into the night sky as a huge bolt of lightning, for a moment, turned it into day, instantaneously succeeded by the angriest thunder clap one will ever fear to hear. Continuing his monologue to the sky, “You know what I’ve done this night?! Yes? I DID NOT LIE TO JESSICA!” In response to the man’s shouting, the sky lit up once more, even brighter than before. The thunder was even worse. “I do love her and I always will.” The air rumbled softly like a quiet growl of a beast, unsure of its prey. He restated, “I love her and I always will!” louder, trying to convince anyoneBryan's Trials: Thunder
by ~XAce90
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"What king?" was the Tree's reply.
"The one that once climbed amidst your branches as I have, who walked amongst the common, and could have cared for none but all." The man of the Piccoloso Tree fell silent and did not understand the Tree's plight. "You don't remember him, do you?"
"I don't believe I do..."
The Man of the Tree climbed higher into the branches, up and up until the sky was no object. Again, the Piccoloso Tree asked, becoming distraught by not knowing.
"Where has the king gone?" The Man did not answer and the Tree despaired, old bark and flesh withering to white and black. "Where has the king gone?"
At the top, the Man of the Piccoloso Tree stood and opened his arms wide, embracing the sky. The Man too, began to Age and wither to pale whites and twisted blacks. Flesh fell away from the outspread arms as fruit from a tree.
"The king fell from the heavens, so that he may live. He had not truly fallen, but ascended into a greater place below us. He has learned to live and live, while we stay in this one place and only exist. The King does not rule a domain of nothing any longer, but lives in a world of Eternal bliss."
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It's a webcomic. Go ahead, take a look.
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For all sad words of tongue and pen, the saddest are these, 'It might have been.'
-John Greenleaf Whittier
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