Classic poem of the day
Lead the black bull to slaughter, with the boar
And lamb; then purple with their mingled gore
The ocean's curled brow, that so we may
The sea-gods for their careful waftage pay:
Send grateful incense up in pious smoke
To those mild spirits, that cast a curbing yoke
Upon the stubborn winds, that calmly blew
To the wish'd shore our long'd-for Montague.
Then, whilst the aromatic odours burn
In honour of their darling's safe return,
The Mus......
Member poem of the day
I pray and pray, I cry and beg, To the empty sky everyday, For my days to end. Maybe, I'm not worthy of God's pity And help, cause, No matter how much i do it, The wind is the only one that answers, And the grass in the only one who picks my tears up. Oh dear God, when will I be worthy of dying? What's my purpose? Why did you create me? Oh God, dear God, end my days nicely, But fast, accept this mortal's prayer, Because it wont be long till I'll sin. And im afraid of it, I pray, ......
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