Misery thy name's idealismA Poem by Suhdsea, shore
Where lotus fields stretch
across miles and miles Amidst the cluster of aspens endlessly smiles the sage stargazing and spotted sandpipers muse about riverbanks Where daunting death and misery denies to fall upon men and maidens Where nothing is foul nothing is fair To lovers mad with despair There my dwelling lies, come visit someday Pour into my ear thy sweet voice so that we can dance.
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6 Reviews Added on March 19, 2017 Last Updated on February 15, 2018 Tags: Spiritual, peace, love, transformation Related WritingPeople who liked this story also liked..
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