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Bitter RevengeStill pity holds a spoon near my mouth
With revenge in it, bitter and black
Still pain teaches me dark languages
With whom I'll need to fight you
Still shame hangs my red clothes on the line
Which I will wear that dark evening
Love is locked up inside the attic
Vengeance dropped the key in it's mouth and licked her lips.

Bitter Revenge by justayne

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MSC #6 - PushkinIn the desert grew the flower's decree,
For the Lord had ordained its fate to grow;
Never could I have had dreams come to me,
That the bloom of spring was calming to know;
I have never seen a desert rejoice,
But here I was now left to make a choice:
To be a part of this celebration,
Or step aside in my dedication
To observe nature's ways from a distance.
Be neutral and not take part in wrong ways,
For what had led to coming of dark days
Was Mankind's crime: It sought in repentance
That the desert flower which will blossom,
Shall live long enough to see kind autumn

MSC #6 - Pushkin by Chezzy-Am

_{Suggested by: SilverInkblot}

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On Friendship  you see, haikus are
       just like friends 
           one must count 
            on  them 
   but sometimes 
   they lie

On Friendship by AlwaysRainCheck

_{Featured by: betwixtthepages}

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The Journey of the Space Man by Darkshift-Patriot

_{Featured by: Malintra-Shadowmoon}

Parmi les ruines(English version below)


Cachés parmi les ruines délabrées de leur Terre natale,

Éclairés par le sombre ciel apocalyptique.

Des immensités de dévastation, à perte de vue.



Les deux âmes se battaient pour survivre, ardemment,
Affrontant l'amère et triste réalité de ce monde déchu.
Les cieux lourds n'osaient les punir d'avantage.



Une lueur d'espoir vint alors à leurs esprits agonisants, 
Capable de redonner vigueur et couleurs à la plus affaiblie des roses.
Quand ils le virent, ils comprirent aussitôt, comme une évidence.



Une vie valait le coup de se battre pour elle. Pour ce moment;
Cadeau d'une nature meurtrie par l'avide bêtise des hommes.
Assis sur les décombres d'un banc d'ébène, ils se demandèrent...
Le coucher de soleil avait-il t

Parmi les ruines by WhitePlumFragrance

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