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My Poet's Soul What can I do, oh what can I be?My Poet's Soul by ~HulioJules
clichés of questions still bothering me
Where will I go, when will time come?
bothering questions redundant to some
I'm a wondering seeker that finally found
the glory unfolded right in my hand
with warming red light and soothing blue sound
the stone of the sadness in me turned to sand
Yet the stone was my love, for as much as it hurt
I used it for good, and I felt softly girt
by warming red light and soothing blue sound
that were different from those I have finally found
The key to my heart is a sad lullaby
that reminds me of pain and of fear of the dark
I love to be nostalgic and sometimes
Gott meiner Welt II Vieles lass ich lieber seinGott meiner Welt II by ~HulioJules
wo manch ein andrer sagte "mach".
Sei ich auch Gott in meiner Welt,
so ist sie doch -weil endlich- schwach.
The Necessity of Freedom A peaceful place to restThe Necessity of Freedom by ~HulioJules
inside lost memories
they blur and so I'm blessed
knowledge gone, just reveries
Closure I found in them once
but know they need to be sealed
I'm safe as can be as a dunce
my void for my freedom the shield
Temptation to warrant my deed
remembering threatens the arc
enlightenment to guide can mislead
efforts have to be made, I remark
I'm concealed by mortality
no danger to signal the signs
efforts to conquer fatality
must be made by their own designs
No wonder some want to be gods
some so full of powerlessness
the result of the greatest of frauds
absolute power is impotence's dress
As much as I urge
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