Woven In Latin

Woven In Latin

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A twist upon the modern genre of poetry. Combining two passions; Latin linguistics and poetry. The twist lies in the inspiration behind each original poem; Latin words and phrases. The listing, rough translation, and exact translation will be listed at the end of each poem. This book idea came from the pits of night and the peak of my heart, enjoy. I am not sure what content will lie beneath the "read" button as you click it, so just in case for the sake of those with sensitive souls, much like my own, I'm going to announce a trigger warning now. Triggers may include; domestic abuse, depression, anxiety, mental illness, eating disorders, self harm, suicide, institutionalization, and others of the sort.
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This is my second story book of poetry after publishing Sitting Under a Torn Umbrella - with a new title and have a new outlook. Now modernization of humanity is found nakedly in every aspect of life. Divine law doesn't follow today. Rather we disobey whimsically, arrogantly, intentionally without pondering over its side effects and destructive result. Effortless effort, coreless relation do raise its ugly head like a poisonous snake. The words like filial piety, cordiality, fraternity, honesty, modesty do not get entry into our so called modern lexicon. Man's faith is being stampeded on foot, hope sinks into dispair, promise is broken, innocuous peace cut into pieces. Hanky-panky, desultory atmosphere forced us to go back to the Days of Ignorance. Hopelessly we do feel pangs of neglect sitting under a torn umbrella.

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