Flames devoid of warmth
a grim realm for perished souls
known as Hades' Hell.
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Oh, the irony
Gaia is both womb and tomb
poor dear Mother Earth
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Air: the breath of life
our fates rest on each inhale
thanks to Zeus' "gift"
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Note the fickle seas
of all Gods, he is most cruel
cheat Poseidon's wrath.
About the Creator
Brin J.
I have a few stories and poems inside me that I want to share. Maybe, if I'm lucky, they'll reach people who'll enjoy them. 📖
There is a Thin Line Between Tears of Sorrow and Tears of Joy
I remember when my mother passed away. After the tears from the initial shock, our family sat in the living room and shared memories. We talked about her love and compassion toward others, the lessons she taught us about honesty, and how she taught us the importance of respecting ourselves and others. Then we started sharing memories that made us smile and eventually, each of us began to relax and tell stories that made us laugh.
By Brenda Mahler6 days ago in Humor
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