tersoo2016
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SWANGE The moon has groaned home; And soon the shadow’s drum, Resonates the rhythmic silhouette, To the ferocious pains of the spine; Hear the heavy throbs of the drum, The panting steps of the trumpet, And the singing sage of... – *by Tile Tersoo*	0 Views added 1 year ago	Rating
The Metaphor of Death THE METAPHOR OF DEATH Death— I’m the silent noisy appellation I visit once and not twice, Now load your luggage in a jiffy, I have given you galore of time, Continue in merry making! For tomorrow might past thee not. Man— Ah! I trembled at... – *by Tile Tersoo*	6 Views added 1 year ago	Rating

The moon has groaned home;

And soon the shadow’s drum,

Resonates the rhythmic silhouette,

To the ferocious pains of the spine;

Hear the heavy throbs of the drum,

The panting steps of the trumpet,

And the singing sage of...

– by Tile Tersoo

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The Metaphor of Death

THE METAPHOR OF DEATH
Death—
I’m the silent noisy appellation
I visit once and not twice,
Now load your luggage in a jiffy,
I have given you galore of time,
Continue in merry making!
For tomorrow might past thee not.
Man—
Ah! I trembled at...

– by Tile Tersoo

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added 1 year ago

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