Beyond the bright blessed day
Waits a dark frightening night.
Beyond one's in shape body
Digs a perfidious dreadful blight
Beyond the infected blurred sight
Lies a vile dubious belief.
What lies beyond, 'though bright
Sleeps-in a napping wicked grief.
Thereby, I told myself in mischief
What a pitiful, memorable walk
Bounded by multifold man's fief
There's nobody dares to talk
For beneath all 'fiendish bod
Binds His hopeful golden rod.
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POEMS
Poetry---- :) Ewan lang!!! .. I need to make poems in our Creative Writing... :( :) kaya ito nah.....haahhahaha Please feel free to comment if you have something to tell or ask and vote if you like it. :) SALAMAT
