Lamentation Histoires

Philosophical poems I've written over the years-warning, these things get really deep and some DARK. By Dark i mean-the subject of Death in relation to Life is discussed. Topics include: Time, Life, Death, Choices, Options, Happiness,Changing, Growing older, Memories

Poems that I recently decided described my path through 2015. Most are brooding and dark, because it was a hard year for me. Most of these poems are about one person in particular. If he ever reads this, he knows who he is. I'm no longer going to add new material, as I want to keep this as a sort of milestone of my feelings and emotions that I experienced in 2015. Please leave feedback or a comment, it makes me a better writer. It also makes me think people read and care about my work.

A Song about General Leonard's desperation to win in the War that conquered Waellosh. He lost and died at AshBlack Meadow but his Lamentation lives on upon the Pages of the Aighorian Manuscripts.

Twilight's Elegy is a haunting journey through the shadows of lost friendship, where each raindrop echoes the tears of a severed bond. The fading day and somber breeze weave a symphony of heartbreak, unraveling a narrative of sorrow and longing beneath the weeping sky.

Dance. Dance until every last muscle aches and burns, as your entire world collapses with no warning. Until all the people you've known, even the worst of them, vanish, one by one, as you are their only and last witness. Dance, dance until you've let go of that one last strand of air. You've been holding onto it for so, so long.

A very short, piece of fiction i made just to reassure you all i'm still very much alive.

BMS "Raining Sorrow" -Beautiful, Smart, Simple, Lovable and Delicate. But she was underrated. Destiny wasn't nice to her all the time. But she deserves someone to loved.

Y/n and Asmodeus were the lovebirds of the celestial realm, but wars were fought, angels fell and hearts were broken. Will it ever truly be more than lust?

Leave it or take it. Stay or go away? Umalis ka na habang maaga pa.

just a bit of tongue in cheek i wrote for a co-worker on his last day

"I really miss, The old me, The old you, And the old us." - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - ~Theme Reminiscence of the old me, the old you and the old us. ~Description Breaking us into nostalgia, reminisces us how magical the world was then than it is now. Being written in a first person narrative, it compels us, the readers, to lament the 'Childish' and 'Ignorant' version of ourselves and also urges 'Time' to transfigure us back to what we were earlier. - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - Writing Technique ~ Rhyming Pattern The second and fourth verse rhyme with each other in the first, second and third stanza. While in the fourth stanza, the second and third verse rhyme with each other. ~ Rhetorical Devices • Adynaton • Anaphora • Imagery - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - °Cover designed by me! °No part of this publication may be reproduced in any form or by any electronic or mechanical means, including information storage and retrieval systems, without written permission from the author, except in the case of a reviewer, who may quote brief passages embodied in critical articles or in a review. For any exemptions or business enquiries, drop your mail at: sarnam.hari@gmail.com

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A collection of songs that broke my heart, ignited my soul, and changed my life...

Victim's lamentation By james a. galgano Each terrors prospect hangs like low hanging fruit from diseased tree Where life is wrought plucking each hope from hopeful eyes unable to see What lingers down every alleyway while walking to destination unknown? While one forever seeks redemption like getting blood from gallstone Embedded within us all unable to escape every falling domino beyond reach. Yet with its impending doom offered like sermon from mount we beseech Such foolish memory's never-ending wish caught between inescapable ravine Struggling for dear some sweet survival sought though rarely ever seen. While dining aimlessly in café or enjoying concert without ever a care Life befalls upon us like meteor descending upon us from thoughtless thin air.