"What of the dews of dawn,
Love's flower, what end is theirs ?"
"And what of spirits flown,
The souls whereon doth close
The tomb's mouth unawares ?"
The Rose ব্যক্ত to the Grave.
The Rose said, "In the shade
From the dawn's tears is made
A perfume faint and strange,
Amber and honey sweet."
"And all the spirits fleet
Do suffer a sky-change,
আরো strangely than the dew,
To God's own দেবদূত new,"
The Grave ব্যক্ত to the Rose.
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LA TOMBE DIT A LA ROSE
La tombe dit à la rose :
"Des pleurs dont l'aube t'arrose
Que fais-tu, fleur des amours ?"
La rose dit à la tombe :
"Que fais-tu de ce qui tombe
Dans ton gouffre ouvert toujours ?"
La rose dit : "Tombeau sombre,
De ces pleurs je fais dans l'ombre
Un parfum d'ambre et de miel."
La tombe dit : " Fleur plaintive,
De chaque âme qui m'arrive
Je fais un ange du ciel !"
My nostril smells awesome inside of my nose,
a bit like the bloom of a newly-picked rose.
It started this morning--I couldn't say why--
and all দিন it's smelled like কলা cream pie.
It has the aroma of freshly-baked bread
with hot melted মাখন and কালজামজাতীয় ফল spread,
and maybe the breeze of a warm afternoon,
that follows a thunderstorm early in June.
It smells like a pine forest, right দ্বারা a lake,
and চকোলেট chip বিস্কুট my mom likes to bake,
like kettle ভূট্টা pop-popping over a fire,
and laundry, the moment it's out of the dryer.
My nostril smells awesome, so I have a plan
to sit and enjoy it as long as I can.
Don't ask how it happened; I really can't say.
Perhaps it's my finger that's smelling this way.
a bit like the bloom of a newly-picked rose.
It started this morning--I couldn't say why--
and all দিন it's smelled like কলা cream pie.
It has the aroma of freshly-baked bread
with hot melted মাখন and কালজামজাতীয় ফল spread,
and maybe the breeze of a warm afternoon,
that follows a thunderstorm early in June.
It smells like a pine forest, right দ্বারা a lake,
and চকোলেট chip বিস্কুট my mom likes to bake,
like kettle ভূট্টা pop-popping over a fire,
and laundry, the moment it's out of the dryer.
My nostril smells awesome, so I have a plan
to sit and enjoy it as long as I can.
Don't ask how it happened; I really can't say.
Perhaps it's my finger that's smelling this way.
The monochrome scenery in the dead of night
A pearly-white mist to blind your sight
Immortal chains to bind your soul
Immortal chains to set your goal.
Silence has set upon your life
Bestowed upon আপনি like a cursed knife.
আপনি must have knowledge through and through.
The সেকেন্ড World is haunting you.
Let your sorrows be set in stone
Carved down to the edge, to the skin, to the bone.
Let your sorrows be put to rest
And let them guide আপনি along your quest.
I'll dance with আপনি inside layered light
On jewels and gemstones shining bright.
আপনি must have knowledge of what to do.
The সেকেন্ড World is haunting you.
A pearly-white mist to blind your sight
Immortal chains to bind your soul
Immortal chains to set your goal.
Silence has set upon your life
Bestowed upon আপনি like a cursed knife.
আপনি must have knowledge through and through.
The সেকেন্ড World is haunting you.
Let your sorrows be set in stone
Carved down to the edge, to the skin, to the bone.
Let your sorrows be put to rest
And let them guide আপনি along your quest.
I'll dance with আপনি inside layered light
On jewels and gemstones shining bright.
আপনি must have knowledge of what to do.
The সেকেন্ড World is haunting you.
the world can takes overload
take my last breath, before i
inhel the semtums of death, before
i shed my last tear for help, my death
is calling in the hand of my friends.
my life has fallen deeper from my hands
to my feet i'm crawing can't speak,being
on শীর্ষ makes আপনি weak with a foney smile
down to the ground, one of my বন্ধু is pulling
me down till i can't even make a sound.
I need help but me and God
both know that their is
nobody around.
somethimes darkness will never
fall down........
