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Post date: Aug 13, 2010 10:36:19 PM
That time of the year when harvest was generous
rich trees bent half with fruits and music
youth decided in his heart of hearts to seek pleasure
He pursued his quest
helped by friends
Fervour and diligence
together they wielded the torch to destroy foes
and shield to protect themselves
youth's eyes witnessed countless slaughters of
aged springs and pubescent autumns
by the cold blade of winter
their spectres lingered to haunt his dreams
when his own dream remained a mirage in the sun
occupying the ether surrounding him
but slipping away before his fist could close
he fought trolls of gloom and warded off the crews of pain
Every day he found her and lost her
when he woke up from his dream
he always smiled in his sleep
he was talking to her yes
he walked with her
and then as happens so frequently to fairy tales
after an eternity and in an instant
god answered his prayers
youth found his love but not her alone
the ogre of regret kept pleasure for own
it held pleasure captive with chains of obscurity
that ogre charmed the naive
promoted pain as salvation
and held power to enslave a nation
youth knew now ,
why the elders remember pleasure with regret
and not gratification
he fought regret in a bloody battle
and gave his life for his cause
(yeah well this one is only happy if for
you the fact that he's not a slave means something)
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