Hi, folks!
Firstly, I want to thank for your very good reception to my poem (Song For Cassimir). This fact makes me courageous to show/share another poem of me. it follows below.
Oh, this work is not of Mikeآ´s multiverse and it is not relationed to the Myth of the Eternal Champion.
Please, opinions and critiques will be welcome. Oh, forgive me eventual mistakes (as you know, my original language is portuguese, not english).
Multiversally thankful,
Rita Maria Felix da Silva.
NETZ-OTPEC
By Rita Maria Felix da Silva
Netz-Otpec was a brave
from indomitable and distant lands.
He never feared man or beast,
nor bowed down before masters or kings.
Fierce face like the war,
heart more sharpened than the sword.
Early he made himself hero in battle
and conquered fame and glory.
He slain terrible monsters
and arrogant warriors.
From him were made great stories
which the time craved to erase.
But a day he became old,
his body betrayed his forces.
He looked for refuge on a bed
to wait the end.
Waiting he fell asleep
and the gods sent a dream
made from divine arrogance
and from some deep true.
In the dream he dreamt of another live
simple, peaceful and good,
filled by a happiness
how his heart never had seen.
What are wars and bloodshed for?
Fame, wealth and an endless battle?
Why this other road I did not choose?
— sleeping he wondered.
Sleeping, he let to fall a tear
for a life made by sword.
This stirred the godsآ´s pity
and dreaming he died.
By the deathآ´s hand
they took his spirit
to the dream of another life
and in this dream he waked.
It was a simple peaceful good life
full of durable calm happiness,
He didn’t remember the warrior who ever was
and his new life he just lived.
While in other world, other life
A sword rested useless and lost
for its master forever forgotten
because its way ended.
03/12/2005
Dedicated to Maxxx Turbo.
Firstly, I want to thank for your very good reception to my poem (Song For Cassimir). This fact makes me courageous to show/share another poem of me. it follows below.
Oh, this work is not of Mikeآ´s multiverse and it is not relationed to the Myth of the Eternal Champion.
Please, opinions and critiques will be welcome. Oh, forgive me eventual mistakes (as you know, my original language is portuguese, not english).
Multiversally thankful,
Rita Maria Felix da Silva.
NETZ-OTPEC
By Rita Maria Felix da Silva
Netz-Otpec was a brave
from indomitable and distant lands.
He never feared man or beast,
nor bowed down before masters or kings.
Fierce face like the war,
heart more sharpened than the sword.
Early he made himself hero in battle
and conquered fame and glory.
He slain terrible monsters
and arrogant warriors.
From him were made great stories
which the time craved to erase.
But a day he became old,
his body betrayed his forces.
He looked for refuge on a bed
to wait the end.
Waiting he fell asleep
and the gods sent a dream
made from divine arrogance
and from some deep true.
In the dream he dreamt of another live
simple, peaceful and good,
filled by a happiness
how his heart never had seen.
What are wars and bloodshed for?
Fame, wealth and an endless battle?
Why this other road I did not choose?
— sleeping he wondered.
Sleeping, he let to fall a tear
for a life made by sword.
This stirred the godsآ´s pity
and dreaming he died.
By the deathآ´s hand
they took his spirit
to the dream of another life
and in this dream he waked.
It was a simple peaceful good life
full of durable calm happiness,
He didn’t remember the warrior who ever was
and his new life he just lived.
While in other world, other life
A sword rested useless and lost
for its master forever forgotten
because its way ended.
03/12/2005
Dedicated to Maxxx Turbo.
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