Classic poem of the day
First there shall stand an image in Poet-wise, saying these verses:-
O prudent folkes, taketh heed,
And remembreth in your lives
How this story doth proceed
Of the husbands and their wives,
Of their accord and their strives,
With life or death which to darrain
Is granted to these beastes twain.
Then shall be pourtrayed two beasts, one fat; another lean.
For this Bicorn of his nature
Will none other manner......
Member poem of the day
I know not what tomorrow may unfold,
Or where the roads, as yet untrod, may lead;
but i know There are no borders, only wind.
Like you, I was born. Like you,
I was raised in the arms of dreaming.
Sometime, We'll read the meaning of our tears,
And we'll understand.