AND THOU ART DEAD, AS YOUNG AND FAIR |
AND THOU ART DEAD, AS YOUNG AND FAIRby: George Gordon (Lord) Byron (1788-1824)And thou art dead, as young and fair As aught of mortal birth; And form so soft, and charms so rare, Too soon return'd to ...
Posted by Count Your Blessings! on Fri, 20 Oct 2006 09:33:00 PST |
Holy Sonnet |
Death, be not proud, though some have called theeMighty and dreadful, for thou art not so;For those whom thou thinkst thou dost overthrowDie not, poor Death, nor yet canst thou kill me.From rest a...
Posted by Count Your Blessings! on Mon, 11 Sep 2006 07:09:00 PST |
falling foward |
Falling forward
Why am I so weak and walk around with my eyes fully covered?
I cant see the truth inside of what should really matter.
My hands are my escape but enslaved by my addiction.
Thes...
Posted by Count Your Blessings! on Tue, 01 Aug 2006 12:14:00 PST |
A Beginings End |
Visions of a dying breed. Theres one last dance with the devils deed. A patriot crys this is the beginings end and theres one last chance to raise his hand. To clench his fist and to clear ...
Posted by Count Your Blessings! on Tue, 03 Jan 2006 09:30:00 PST |
