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Where The Roses Lie

Lo!
Hear thy bells toll!

For Death art cometh from beneath,
To grant me with my lover's bequeath.

Uncertain night of Death's dark plight,
To find thou in Angel's arms,
Death not cometh to grant thou harm.

Unto thee a whisper of woe,
Tales of places where Death shall go.

"I know not the feeling
Of lost loves fleeting,
I tell thee of your lovers last wish,
The one forgotten by my fatal kiss.

"Though Love was the perfection
Of your undying affection,
How thy lover lied to thee.
Now I telleth so his spirit can be free.

"There was another, a lady fine,
Whom time has come to become mine.
She led him astray,
Both night and within day.

"She laid beside,
Gentle hands a guide,
And marriage vow was broken,
The ring no longer a token.

"I grant thee with unspoken truce
Kill thy whore, bring her to my Door."

With Death's swift wings
Made of the souls that sing,
Thou standeth before her.

With knife slowly raised
She awakens, dazed,
With swift dispatch of blade and match.
Death's final bow
Thou art fullfilled his vow
And with gentle sigh
Thou shalt rest in the place where roses doth lie.

Author notes

My god, I didn't think I still had this! Yeah, I know its not that well written, but hey, its a look at my much, much older pieces!

(Gotta do the crap to get the good, right?!)

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  • Eire Go Brach
    October 19, 2007

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    I love the whole old tyme rhyme and I love the darkness that surrounds this piece. Nobody writes like this anymore and that's why it's shocking to find a poet who writes their poems like this.
    Great poem my love. I think it's your best work I've read of yours.


  • Dmonik
    October 15, 2007

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    Twas She that opene'd mine eyes to the art
    The pen that scribed from a deeper part
    A better writer, I've never known
    Than the Scribe, titled Dawno

    Wonderful, as is all your work, and for an old piece, it's easily one of your best writes.


  • NyteShade
    October 15, 2007
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    This would make a good song i reckon lol. Nicely written.


  • Kodabear
    October 14, 2007

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    this poem twas good, i liked it well, adn i love how you used old english as in shakespearean english. I love to talk like that =] i really liked this poem and good jbo on this. you should write much more like this i shall take a look at the others some time