Writing

Mandalay

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Another poem about the second of my major role-playing characters, the bladesinger Zardilann Darhtill.

All life one seeks, for the perfect match
But it is a lie, always there’s a catch
Falling for the one, although love unrequited
In this whirl of madness, my heart it was ignited
Following my own advice, oh sweet Mandalay
You awoke my sleeping heart, and then cast me away

Fourteenth of May

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Oh now it is time, the most special of days
Welcome all of you, to the fourteenth of May
You look bewildered, what happened that date
A child came into the world, too soon but not too late
And now another year, the day has come again
Here to put a mark on the world, or to have lived in vain

Wasting My Hate

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Interacting with people, just nod and smile
Raised and taught, all nice and docile
Yet anger it lurks, so ready to burst
If you’re an ass, then you’ll get my worst
When calm reappears, then I see my crime
It’s wasting my hate, and wasting my time

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