06-10-2017, 04:30 AM
hi, four-eyed cat.
In a distant past, where the horse of Troy was still a foal since we know it's Troy, shouldn't it be "when"
There arose a scorching cinder within an ancient soul
Now more than ever, I feel its fiery passion kindling the ember in my veins
As insurmountable strength flows through me, while I hold the world by its reins perhaps some elimination will sharpen the meter
Atop of Buchephalian offspring, whether I was Charlemagne or Alexander
Kings and empires would crumble beneath my mighty canter
From the sacking of Jerusalem to Iskandarian clay, hardened by heresy
In my wake, every dancing flame would be a testimony to my legacy this is telling, just needs more order in verse
My will was like a scalding inferno that would fervidly ignite
And entice others with the alluring fragrance of titanic might
The primordial flames that made even the gods tremble and fall
Made sure no mortal man left was able to withstand its beckoning call cute stanza, does the speaker have curly hair? ha I imagine it.
Arise, ye who would burn down Olympus with their own sacred flame
And let the zealots of tomorrow herald thy victorious name
With great vehemence, usher out of this age of ire and strife
By burning down Eden with the tree that bore the fruit of life amazing last line
Sow the seeds of tomorrow on this here now fertile and ashen land
Let your blazing glory purify the world of the wretched and the damned
And when our smoldering zeal shall evaporate like a dying star
It shall be the birth of peace that will bury us together with our holy war great stanza, but sharpen the last line
What a charge of verse!
Strangely as I read this I heard
the voice of a king or conquerer.
best wishes
janine
In a distant past, where the horse of Troy was still a foal since we know it's Troy, shouldn't it be "when"
There arose a scorching cinder within an ancient soul
Now more than ever, I feel its fiery passion kindling the ember in my veins
As insurmountable strength flows through me, while I hold the world by its reins perhaps some elimination will sharpen the meter
Atop of Buchephalian offspring, whether I was Charlemagne or Alexander
Kings and empires would crumble beneath my mighty canter
From the sacking of Jerusalem to Iskandarian clay, hardened by heresy
In my wake, every dancing flame would be a testimony to my legacy this is telling, just needs more order in verse
My will was like a scalding inferno that would fervidly ignite
And entice others with the alluring fragrance of titanic might
The primordial flames that made even the gods tremble and fall
Made sure no mortal man left was able to withstand its beckoning call cute stanza, does the speaker have curly hair? ha I imagine it.
Arise, ye who would burn down Olympus with their own sacred flame
And let the zealots of tomorrow herald thy victorious name
With great vehemence, usher out of this age of ire and strife
By burning down Eden with the tree that bore the fruit of life amazing last line
Sow the seeds of tomorrow on this here now fertile and ashen land
Let your blazing glory purify the world of the wretched and the damned
And when our smoldering zeal shall evaporate like a dying star
It shall be the birth of peace that will bury us together with our holy war great stanza, but sharpen the last line
What a charge of verse!
Strangely as I read this I heard
the voice of a king or conquerer.
best wishes
janine
there's always a better reason to love