Chapter 4 - Alas! Failure undermimes life itself!
Submitted August 30, 2007 Updated December 14, 2007 Status Incomplete | Just as the title says, it's a bunch of my songs and poems (and haikus). I felt like sharing some of them.... so read and comment, or just ignore my ramblings!
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Chapter 4 - Alas! Failure undermimes life itself!
Chapter 4 - Alas! Failure undermimes life itself!
Yeah, this was a random poem I wrote during English last year. I wanted to use some old English... And I repeated Alas! alot to get a phrase by... I dunno why... but it certainly sounds cool. Try and see if you can follow the pattern of the Alas... ^^
Alas! When dost the darkness fade?
When shalt the light smite the shadows in their wake?
When dost the soul return to the body?
In yonder time dost life return to the deceased?
Ye said time, dost not come, but once a year
When the air chills the bones
And fetters the soul
Alas! How fragrant is this death?
What is it that drives the common man to live his life?
What is it that compels us to die?
Alas! Evil has yet to wield thy mind
What is it in our natures that turn us against the very being that birthed us?
Thou art not a humble man, ye evil spirit
Alas! In this life, no one is pure
How art we compelled to destroy our very minds?
Dost thine heart ache to know of the other side of life?
Alas! Thou art as foolish as I think.
If one is to ponder the meaning of life,
Then how is one to understand the meaning of death?
Dost one’s comprehension fade with the years?
What about one’s integrity?
Dost that fade as well?
Dost ev’ry being fall into the shadows of a doubt?
Alas! Life is too short to ponder useless meanings
Let the bones fester in their graves.
Fetter thine soul
Alas! There is not a meaning to life,
That is yet to be understood
Ye evil spirit entwines thine mind
Alas! Yet another hast fallen…
And I hear that craven calling…
The daemons are haunting thine mind…
Alas! There is no reason to live…
Alas! When dost the darkness fade?
When shalt the light smite the shadows in their wake?
When dost the soul return to the body?
In yonder time dost life return to the deceased?
Ye said time, dost not come, but once a year
When the air chills the bones
And fetters the soul
Alas! How fragrant is this death?
What is it that drives the common man to live his life?
What is it that compels us to die?
Alas! Evil has yet to wield thy mind
What is it in our natures that turn us against the very being that birthed us?
Thou art not a humble man, ye evil spirit
Alas! In this life, no one is pure
How art we compelled to destroy our very minds?
Dost thine heart ache to know of the other side of life?
Alas! Thou art as foolish as I think.
If one is to ponder the meaning of life,
Then how is one to understand the meaning of death?
Dost one’s comprehension fade with the years?
What about one’s integrity?
Dost that fade as well?
Dost ev’ry being fall into the shadows of a doubt?
Alas! Life is too short to ponder useless meanings
Let the bones fester in their graves.
Fetter thine soul
Alas! There is not a meaning to life,
That is yet to be understood
Ye evil spirit entwines thine mind
Alas! Yet another hast fallen…
And I hear that craven calling…
The daemons are haunting thine mind…
Alas! There is no reason to live…
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