The Enchanting Language

Murmurs to the heart erupt with memories of monumental past

The art of fluidically spoken gestures will be the first to last

And the foundation of what was shall be revived and renewed

It’s the return of Dead Poets Society being led by The Phuckin’ Dude

Excuse the attitude for thy altitude is about 30,000 feet

Flights over lower natured tendencies greeted with ritualistic drum beats

Tis’ the season for no reason to be idiotically insane

As these spoken words issue what thy surroundings have taken away from thy brain

An abundance of rain to shower thee in the furnace of the mundane

Thrown pellets of wisdom as rice to weddings for this is the event of main

So the claim of fame shows while hardly ever seeked

Power amplifies as the Enchanted Language adamantly continues to speak

M.a.R.a.N.a.T.e

Β© 2019 Maranate

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  1. Hi The Klog. Forming words into your vision of life! Thank you for wanting to follow my poetry adventures. Like all things Paranormal! Conspiracy theories and the truth within! Observing this crazy violent virtual reality society! Writing is my passion that keeps me sane and alive! Though I shall never be rich nor famous my thoughts are out there! Great to meet you.#TheFoureyedPoet.

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