A Handful of Words - C.E. Vance (best business books of all time .TXT) 📗

knowing now the tides be turned

Deception belongs to blackest heart, cringer of shadows duped, trickery gone unknown
Swiftly and sure, rushes crown's son to maiden's bed, vengeance sought for love and throne
In windows of repose, grandeur seen in tomorrow's dreams, followed day a country's queen
In afterwards of dawn, love and to cherish vows be said, bequeathing to forever deemed

Dagger so surely, plunging deep into her breast, ascends the released spirit of life
Mocking laughter, blackest heart sashays into the room, before you lays future wife
Tremors of hatred, son retrieves dagger to hand, ashen pale crosses evil’s face
Mercy was without, died blackest heart, pillar of fire was her final place

Fairest maiden heart, within her kingdom's realm, hidden from dreams she sleeps
Rose's blossom fades, into dust she slowly crumbles, in remembrance son still weeps
Inside snowy palace, castle of polished marble, fashioned by his loving hands
Silken fabric lined, laces shroud the maiden's keep, forever she rests in eternal lands

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Chalices of Gold

Emerald kingdom’s gallant knights, honors wrought, graven to pure chalices of gold

Burnished wings of dragons slain, conquests severed, esteemed are champions of old

Embossed are names of hero's lost, asleep eternal, remember all the bravest of heart

Centuries stalked by roaming beast, challenged not, fearful were men from the start

 

Nightly flights from terror’s dens, beasts of fire, ravaged with frenzy all harvest and stock

Summoned by kingdom’s throne, intrepid kneeled, vengeance sworn with crow of cock

Restless night of sleep unfolds, duties sworn, marauders reign to meet final end

Morning sees maidens weep, heart's in love, silken kerchiefs adorning all valiant men

 

Prayers to God of man, all heads bowing low, new strength sought for realm to defend

Horses await with nostrils flared, dawn approaching, trumpets erupt calling silence to end

Sacredly blessed cross and sword, violence and death, riding swiftly toward serpents lair

Armored images depicted as told, mangled heaping, deathly rewards for all who dared

 

Forest ending beside stilled water's edge, refreshing cool, serenity found in comfort of shade

Stealthy eyes keep close at watch, sentries posted, solitude here is the grand lizards glade

Shouting relays hell comes swooping, exhaling flames, heated stench of inner bowels so vile

Cowards unknown with all swords drawn, accountings reveal, engaging testaments and trial

 

River flowing far to castle's moat, surging crimson, triumphs in blood as the battle raged

Neighing steeds rear high then fall, gashing teeth, thirteen dragons roar fearlessly engaged

Shields stacked one hundred high, equaled in squires, attending servants fell with grace

Flesh now mingles together with scales, unknown victory, spirits vanished without a trace

 

Emerald kingdoms gallant knights, honors wrought, graven to pure chalices of gold

Burnished wings of dragons slain, conquests severed, esteemed are champions of old

Embossed are names of hero's lost, asleep eternal, remember all the bravest who part

Maidens weep loss of love, chalices filled, death’s venomous brews sipped with loving heart

 

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Suicides' Final Call

Damned before death’s final call,

blood soon splatters upon the wall

Constant urge from depression’s hell,

shackles me screaming in its cell

 

Nightly slumber goes unknown;

chanting demons always drone

Cast out angel prompting loud;

curse Gods' name as you're bowed

 

Unheard prayers to the wind;

trembled mumbles find no end

I fall before the eternal gate;

no one spares me from my fate

 

Horrors masked in haunting grays;

darkness clings with follow of days

Not one cares when burden dies;

concerns offered are tainted lies

 

Mocking heaped beside my fears;

mourners grieve smirking tears

Embracing thundered flash of light;

sleep will come upon this night

 

Find your peace inside the grave;

endured madness will cease to rave

Heed the words of repeated swell;

drop the hammer on chambered shell

 

Foolish man you have no God;

turning His back without a nod

Falling tears have been in vain;

tomorrow finds you released of pain

 

All my pleas went yon past kin,

yet I will bear all they sin

Born for torture within my mind,

this is the only peace I find

 

Ill scapes played morning till night

alone in a world of mental blight

I’ll weep no more from weary eyes,

my path to hell ends mortal sighs

 

 

Release follows in moments sweep;

arrive to comfort of lasting sleep

Clasp in hand, blue steel that's cold;

raising self deliverance that I hold

 

Constant urge from depressions hell,

shackles me screaming in its cell

Damned before death’s final call,

blood soon splatters upon the wall

 

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Publication Date: 05-10-2014

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