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Pain's Requiem
The Klavasi Poet

Daggers shaped like 1,000 knives
Carving a home for my hollowed heart
Blades sharpening with each roughened force
My...

(Horatian Ode in Iambic Pentameter with ababcdecde Rhyme Scheme)

The tranquillity of valley hills,
Allows the mind to wander like the clouds,
Above the tree tops with their...

Little daisy that pops up among other flowers, curious and timid, its heart filled with sunlight, almost naked and without thorns, gentle and simple like a little girl, eternal prophesy of love...

I would like to keep the promise of feeling each moment, of always giving my encouragement to what I look at, to what I feel, to not even lose a minute in mere distress, of not being afraid of...

I called the rain with all my heart, wanting to feel its clean water on my face washing away the heat and sweat that the weightiness of the afternoon insisted on leaving. I begged it to wrop me in...

When I speak about the sea I feel me blue and I soothe the anger that my soul feels upon seeing the pain that surrounds me. Children who have lost their mother in a stupid war that money contends,...