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Divine

Divine

By PinkyTune - 1 Review

The leaders of song have rained song upon us

We, the readers, have read the wrath of the songkeepers;

Terrifying hiera anger is,

Tis so complex, yet so divine.

Divine as the moisture of rain

Divine as the sun when shines out bright

Divine as love when true

Divine is love,

But likewise terrifying when tis denied.

When tis but a pool of fakeness,

We will fade away quickly,

We did not recognize what was divine,

So Divine.

Did not recognize what was divine

Did not care for which was forever divine

We have not the heart to love,

To respect.

We do not even know why we are preaching it at the last hour

The hour when we are going to fade.

Now...Now, we are going

To the House of Hades, to be tormented for all eternity

We can but tis too late...

Late...late...

Guess...Guess...

What is so divine?

We fade away...

Author Notes: The poem above uses some Old English words used in the Elizabethan era. Such as, "their" is expressed as "hiera". Also, "it is" as "tis".

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PinkyTune
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Audience:
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Posted:
12 Jun, 2016
Genre:
Mystery, Tragedy, Supernatural / Paranormal
Type:
Sad, Weird
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