Tis Nobler?

tis suffering nobler; or not

in riddle, nay a plot

of sigh, but death, a middle rot

to be, or rub, slings due south

Swords are like a devil’s mouth

 

like queen’s tis Haven

Poison, neh, images staying

King’s court jester’s rule

common-fools of altitudes

death thyne sting haunts

ghostly realms of shadow moths

 

lamps tis glow like spell’s abrush

touching loadstone’s; a touch

simple tunes; champions of knights

Divine Rights; Order enstilled

fiddle’s flow fleeing filled

we are all in this willed

 

Perchance, asleep to dream

but a’dream to sleep perchance!

o yes, thyne Oak stands speech

duir suis nous crafted Adonia

ma’petite ami

a purple spring of nobility

Queens and Kings always love

Sight is a dove;- Singing like Jove

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About up2quark

I rest with silence and awareness; believing in hope for a brighter future, I feel compelled to write any words that excite me in the spontaneous moments in life! So this is my work; hope you enjoy my musings.
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