Oh mighty tempest, thy conquest
Today will be put at test!
Will thou be thy best, or
Cuddle up to rest?
Thou on whose suave veneer,
Swims stowed supremacy,
Thou today will be quizzed!
Of thy power, might and strength.
Though the crystals of love
And betrayal are spread throughout on thy surge!
Thou brace thyself!
Today to strike at prime dirge!
The embers of thy thought,
The cinders of thy condole,
May today be ignited!
The remnants of thy beauty!
Day and night, morn and eve,
In thy time, thou tremble the earth and fell the leaves!
Thou lift the water, thou drop the seas!
Thou portray thyself and thy comrades on their knees!
Thou who betray thy companions!
Of nature and life with thy talons!
Thou who loved thy rivals,
With a red glowing heart!
Thou pity the small, thou envy the large,
Thou drown the ship but save the barge!
Are still seen the dregs thy pity,
O unawares! O mighty!
Today, thou have 3 2 wish from!
2 to rescue, 1 to kill
will thou spare or blow away!
A man, a patriarch, a child!
There lies a drenched, there lies a hollow!
There lies some sward, there lies some thorns!
There lies a beginning, there lies an end, and everything in between!
There shines a light, there pitches a darkness!
There lies a jejune child!
Full of innocence and laughter wild!
Devoid of malice and desires!
Adorned by star sapphires,
Kissed by his mother,
Caressed by the world!
There stands a man in his
Goldy grim age, this
Man is full of desires and wants,
Endures endless tortures, taunts!
To achieve his destiny divine!
He sits and stands and runs and tides!
Autumn of life has approached bequeath,
The mortal here, o powerful!
He was once like u too!
Now worn out by the shackles of worldly pleasures and displeasures!
Surrendered to endless pains and measures!
This autumn awaits its winter!
Decider, O decide! Thou powerful night
Destined r all the 3,
Bolted are they, unlike u, they aren’t free!
Mayeth the wind fall upon whom,
Mayeth the darkness engulf whom?
Mayeth the drenched be crystals or,
Mayeth the hollows be filled?
Mayeth achieve who, one’s destiny?
Who does deserve must?
The chalice, the gold or the rust?
Today will be put at test!
Will thou be thy best, or
Cuddle up to rest?
Thou on whose suave veneer,
Swims stowed supremacy,
Thou today will be quizzed!
Of thy power, might and strength.
Though the crystals of love
And betrayal are spread throughout on thy surge!
Thou brace thyself!
Today to strike at prime dirge!
The embers of thy thought,
The cinders of thy condole,
May today be ignited!
The remnants of thy beauty!
Day and night, morn and eve,
In thy time, thou tremble the earth and fell the leaves!
Thou lift the water, thou drop the seas!
Thou portray thyself and thy comrades on their knees!
Thou who betray thy companions!
Of nature and life with thy talons!
Thou who loved thy rivals,
With a red glowing heart!
Thou pity the small, thou envy the large,
Thou drown the ship but save the barge!
Are still seen the dregs thy pity,
O unawares! O mighty!
Today, thou have 3 2 wish from!
2 to rescue, 1 to kill
will thou spare or blow away!
A man, a patriarch, a child!
There lies a drenched, there lies a hollow!
There lies some sward, there lies some thorns!
There lies a beginning, there lies an end, and everything in between!
There shines a light, there pitches a darkness!
There lies a jejune child!
Full of innocence and laughter wild!
Devoid of malice and desires!
Adorned by star sapphires,
Kissed by his mother,
Caressed by the world!
There stands a man in his
Goldy grim age, this
Man is full of desires and wants,
Endures endless tortures, taunts!
To achieve his destiny divine!
He sits and stands and runs and tides!
Autumn of life has approached bequeath,
The mortal here, o powerful!
He was once like u too!
Now worn out by the shackles of worldly pleasures and displeasures!
Surrendered to endless pains and measures!
This autumn awaits its winter!
Decider, O decide! Thou powerful night
Destined r all the 3,
Bolted are they, unlike u, they aren’t free!
Mayeth the wind fall upon whom,
Mayeth the darkness engulf whom?
Mayeth the drenched be crystals or,
Mayeth the hollows be filled?
Mayeth achieve who, one’s destiny?
Who does deserve must?
The chalice, the gold or the rust?
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