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the lady of the land

The lady of the land
listen to her tales and stories
history that runs long before time
mystry amd miseries that is to come

Cursed to be hard and  rocky
cursed for 'the original sin', its shocking
opening and hiding things withinm
millions lives  came and passed by
burried under and within
from dust to dust
back to the begining

She is the battle fields
where heroes win wars by will
inoccent suffer, Maniac fool around and kill
She sees them all blood thirsty gore
yet does nothing and chose no side, then and before,
waiting for the right time
waiting to take them all in
by the passing of time

Saw all the quilts and the innocents
legion and legends
losers and winners
took them all, burried everything,
the good and the evils,

sit, lisen to her mystery
listen and learn her history
knowing by the turning of seasons
by swords with reasons, she will take you too

the dead knows nothing 
but i hear wispers of wind and dusts,
that the dead knows everthing
except a way to overcome the lady of the  land
by which they are kept in

The undertaker of the living
who can get around and escape her?
who can escaped to be taste by her?
even the saviour got laid for three days
others by hundreds and thousands of years
the lady turned them into dusts and winds,
whispering throught the land
commming back in visssion to the living
messaging  the world of eternal war
chose a side or not, we are all in for sure

Religions and myth spoke of her
we all onces part of her
she is  the recycle bin
sinners and winners wait to rise again
i wonder if they will win

If she counld tell her tales and stories?
would you wana hear the whole history?
would you wana hear your own missery?
who can say i?

Author notes

human are made of clay, ( religiouse book says so), mythological stories spoke the same, when we die we go back to clay( land), through erossion of clay, we might and will turn to dusts, and be carried by wind in the air, tho nobody knows of hte other side but from religiouse understanding, we will all rise again, althought for now, the land hide us all in,

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  • NooNiThEWitcH
    July 4

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    This is interesting, spiritual. Not fantastical as I wanted for my contest.
    You did a good job here with the content ofthe poem, however you have A LOT of mistakes, I am guessing there is something wrong with your computer which doubles letters on its own but please, edit it. It is a very good poem that is in very bad shape.

    Unfortuntately it is not what I am looking for but I am glad to have had the chance to read it.

    Thank you for sharing and keep on writing,
    Nooni


  • T.o.r.t.u.r.e. gold member
    April 20
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    The undertaker of the living
    who can get around and escape her?
    who can escaped to be taste by her?
    even the saviour got laid for three days
    others by hundreds and thousands of years
    the lady turned them into dusts and winds,
    whispering throught the land
    commming back in visssion to the living
    messaging the world of eternal war
    chose a side or not, we are all in for sure


    Amazing


  • Lime Ocarina
    April 12
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    I have to say, this is quite a story, it drew me in completely!
    Best of luck!