Blushing spears thickening the shadows frost
Yoke of fortune casts over dauntless minds
Wildest exposures seasoning the honest eyes and turpitude of the innocent folks
When devil's soonest tempt resembling spirit frolics the mitigating spew
What petty brands of shrug and the hum,the sears and the tinders pour froth on the pouch of immaculate heart
Where precious jewels hidden in precious actions deride the sepulchre of sabre rattling calumny
Upon same navel they did cloak gusto
Yet the feast is won over daring cloud of the hideous winter
And to thy son leaving home thou shalt grapple with thy soul with hooks of steel
Where a man's censure is renewed over grovel of unfledged and incriminating pout
Who expresses fancy at the gaudying clouds
Over apparel that is oft to proclaim the dire
From daring feigns over dainty dreams
Gnarled oaks sniffing glass essence with fantastic tricks
Not many days are enjoined with the angels weep
Forlorn shores detestable to return home
Not ready to be courted home with vile graces and alien complexion
Which ever one is fair that the angels might weep
This time around the weeps of adversity into weeps of prosperity.
Not with might tis greatness is thrust in the ensnare of calumny
Tarnished ego washed ashore by the divertimento of enfanterrible banters .
When thou shalt recount petty goodness spheres
Ere tis cold comfort that counsels speak fairness of equity may not save thee
To fetter madness beyond control over the moon shone hardly without candles
Perforce the crimson river bank;will the inland brooks not emptying Into tributary and the Delta or the main waters
That we may crease at the shuddering distance of immanent golden rays of sunny times.
Native hues may loose the traction when the brooks by streams return to the golden showers and beautiful shores
Abstinence from the contour of a cowardice might servile thee golden roses
And accelerate Thy seething races towards the golden hills
Not that the medicine men alone might prolong the distilling showers of immersed glory
But that medicine men had cloned their ignorance to contempt the crimson potentate of subconscious mind to live mortals forever
That they re smothered by the burnish of withering tarnish,
Does a broke villain ever pleach with smili g cheeks aftermath of the desolate cities that he couldn't defend
Things and substances worth the pints of their accessories are lurk wanton jewelry
Of the immaculate sands
How oft the sight of derringdos to do ill beadle to pyrhic victory
And hath derelicts and delittantes for the days of glory
Gloves and batons of glorious trophies and mysterious elves shirk the disgusting fishes for the beautiful coast.
Who ranks viles, corruption and guiles for the infects not yet seen
Over beckoning distance and beckoning bells that barely deny the days of glory
Boundless intemperance wields fragile moisture over monstrous malefactors for manipuleers may cast no stone in the days of trouble
And the days elope forever in the dancing arms of pyrhic victory
How poignant it is to have the horse's hooves upon the nuances and canopies of fathomed but distant victory
How poignant than the eagles strength
It is to have resilient erose
Upon the beckoning bells of matching woods
More than a wild exposure blistering bliss of a yonder heights
Dauntless minds desolate and desperate over fortune's serfdom have they cast the iron grits over triumphant quarters
All Mischance and misfortune bidding farewell from the fugitive shores
A murderous froth,a killing frost cannot kill the greatness hewn
Not to nip its roots that he falls occasion ridiculed in broad daylight.
O how bitter knaves when look over happiness as inheritance and folklore thrust
And not the jewels of victorious dawn, kismet carved for the golden niche with the golden stars for the golden hills.
Truffles light as vacuum, jealousy desolate as the war,
Where holy writ bedraggling the green eyed monsters
Not to jest prosperity that sits above the heavens door where lies the cringe judge
Of both fidels and infidels mauled hagiologies of pristine verdict
Swindlers and kleptomaniac goofs are but nothing a vain derelicts of sinking time
To lay infraction as bully infrastructure where sweet love that begins upon the sickening bays
Quake with the distilling showers of the heavenly moisture
Things and alibis are not what they seems
Princes and princesses adjourn not distressing notes for the nincompoops of eloping time
Love looks faint over time even as time looks not faint over love
And patience waits for them in the coagulated distance like a monument
Where silence dislodges every sound regardless of their humongous truffles abnittio
And to those who says love is blind the scepter of enthroned monarch over distress
Where gallantry hath planted love and love baits
Speaks not guile of the monstrousity of love
Wafting the ducks of silence and patience robes them from the rear of unspoken distance
To render the stamps of merit over none presume
The golden roses have come to town and golden hills retrieved in the immaculate sands of gallantry.
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