Poems from Aegis

The night is over, the day's anew, The sun turns dark sky to blue. And while the land is lit to yellow, You remain, pure as golden snow. ...
Shall I compare thee to a summer day, Or only when I've nothing else to say? Surely only one with eyes so blue, Could always be found as...
Whatever storms may block Her path, She'll never reach the end, For I can see deep in the black, and it's without a friend. The wind is...
I wasn't always this way... I used to be smart. So I would try to read everyday, Maybe it was bad to learn like that,  A book holds such...
Stuck in the golden honey, I watch the pot lid close, My silent darkened chamber, is practically my home.  I grunt and moan just to stand...

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