Midas touch turns objects into gold,
Conjure silver metals out of the base.
Outside the remit of ordinary mortals
Dream of death to release life eternal
Days searching for Philosopher's stone
Exhaust every ounce of tears and blood.
Herculean tasks often draw blood
Stumble upon fool's treasure gold
Aeons lost in quest for emeralds stone
Pious crusades now venal and base
The gods toy with lives of mortals
Suffocated in existence eternal.
Extraordinary Art created by mortals
Vast lore spans generations of blood
Transcend mundanity a presence eternal
History more valuable than any gold
Archived media curate the base
Visions encapsulated in stone.
Fragile hearts become ossified stone
Innocence brutally taken from mortals
Immense range reduced to narrow base
Sacrificial relics stained in blood
Fearing gods and grasping gold
Harsh lives lived not eternal.
Pandora's legacy hope springs eternal
Riches hoarded in cathedrals of stone
EL Dorado streets cobbled with gold
Utopia outside reach of all mortals
Many wars fought in rivers of blood
Generals moved pawns from safe base
Evils encircle the souls' base
Malevolent present for time eternal
Ravenous hunger for human blood
Basilisk glances nations to stone
Death the destiny of the mortals
Exotic costumes of sequined gold
Alchemy transforms base metals into gold
Elixirs can bestow eternal life upon mortals
Sorcerors extract blood from every stone.
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Written by Vernicho ( 4 April 2013 ) Copyright ( All Rights Reserved )
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Vernicho's Little Book of Oddities
PoesíaThis collection will contain longer poems with no set theme. Short stories. Philosophical statements/discussion. General musings. All of my individual madness.
