Frailty begets Strength...C'est la vie...

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    Just thought in my own singularity....

    Frailty begets Strength...C'est la vie...

     

    I have awaken again my friends so take note
    the path of the righteous man shall not be ignored
    I have pick up the pen again,  lustful soul
    though righteously, such should not be adored.
    Through hoards of tribulations I stood on top of all
    the gall of these knaves to impede my progress
    I stored my content in hushful support
    nonetheless I beseeched them, a wall to collapse.
    My shyness is not a beckoning fault to pause
    I hide in the shadows to fill with darkness
    My poetry is my sin in dasein cause
    my time of being is here, I confess.
    Enough of this vain outbreak my mind talks
    through my years I have been truly blessed
    falling in the pits where it passively walks
    my vigil, thus leads me to paradise eclipsed.
    A darkened sky as hell hounds reply
    the blood on my lips in such mirrored effects
    raging within my machine, I deny
    the comforts of me in my metamorphosis.
    The world goes dark 'pon my path I incline
    the glowing eyes of the jinn insist
    Allah seems to know when to send his beam of light
    striking my blackened eyes in manifest death.
    To all of you whom feel me, contrite
    I care not for I know what's in my chest
    The rush of light from my pen give sight
    in blinded emotive to this flyleaf wept......



    My continuation is only right, for the sublime contest of wrath I ingest, in simple nomenclature I named the knife, the feather dipped in the ink, Conquest...

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    SuperChick76 commented on Frailty begets Strength...C'est la vie...

    04-06-2010

    A wonderfully mastered poem. I am only sorry that it took me so long to be able to read it. I especially enjoyed the end of it. I have no reasons why, it just... seemed closer to me, I guess. Beautifully written, my friend. :)

    Altair

    04/06/2010

    why thank you prodigy, so glad you could make it through and share in my expressions...

    dahlusion commented on Frailty begets Strength...C'est la vie...

    04-04-2010

    You are on top of the game with this masterpiece: "To all of you whom feel me, contrite I care not for I know what's in my chest" — you are a poet after my soul. Bravo!

    Altair

    04/04/2010

    thank you dahlusion, a powerful statement coming from one of your stature

    knight4696 commented on Frailty begets Strength...C'est la vie...

    04-03-2010

    Altair - Wow I really like this one - This poem shows the power and strength that you possess very clearly. Great write my friend! :) Ken

    Altair

    04/03/2010

    I was actually going to make this my first poem, but I placed the thought of it in the back of my mind to follow through later....funny how loss can motivate the mind to dig deeper within itself in efforts to move on...a favored endeavor, but also a reminder of that moment in time I wish never came to fruition...C'est la vie =)

    SavVySam commented on Frailty begets Strength...C'est la vie...

    04-03-2010

    The barely suppressed ire was rife through this work. Warning issued, intent- clearly stated..Lookout world here I come!!! And I say GREAT bring it! I can hardly wait to see what is next from you! Write on!

    Altair

    04/03/2010

    thank you so much for visiting my page sav, you have remarkable comments...

    nonners commented on Frailty begets Strength...C'est la vie...

    04-02-2010

    i loved this.theres nothing better than smart poetry. i thourghly enjoyed this one! bravo!!!!!!!!!!

    Altair

    04/03/2010

    Thank you so much for your comment nonners...

    When power leads man towards arrogance, poetry reminds him of his limitations. When power narrows the area of man's concern, poetry reminds him of the richness and diversity of existence. When power corrupts, poetry cleanses.

    John F. Kennedy (1917-1963) Thirty-fifth President of the USA

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