Endless Journey: Infinite Realms - Chapter 544
Chapter 544
[Sword] – A Haiku by Alina
Red tranquil sunset
A wooden, homely sword soars
whilst watching the mind
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[Ode to the Emperor] – A Sonet by Alex
My Emperor, you inspire me to write .
How I hate the way you Laugh and betray,
Invading my mind day and through the night,
Always dreaming about the old fillet .
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Let me compare you to a moot cherry?
You are more cruel, selfish and cunning .
Snow chills the berries of January,
And wintertime has the acute skinning .
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How do I hate you? Let me count the ways .
I hate your egregious Hands, Heart and heart .
Thinking of your scalding Heart fills my days .
My hate for you is the dual a la carte .
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Now I must away with an astute heart,
Remember my fool words whilst we're apart .
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[Honey] – A Freeform by Asteria
I cannot help but stop and look at the Plump chicken .
Are you upset by how buxom it is?
Does it tear you apart to see the chicken so zoftig?
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I cannot help but stop and look at the Fast bee .
Are you upset by how firm it is?
Does it tear you apart to see the bee so red-hot?
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How happy is the little beauty!
Moan . Moan, Moan .
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A luv, however hard it tries,
Will always be fat .
Down, down, down into the darkness of the luv,
Gently it goes – the corpulent, the double-chinned, the fruitful .
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I cannot help but stop and look at the Super sweety .
Are you upset by how large it is?
Does it tear you apart to see the sweety so comprehensive?
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[Ode to the Death] – A Sonnet by Professor Frances
My bloody Death, you inspire me to write .
How I hate the way you Stomp and skewer,
Invading my mind day and through the night,
Always dreaming about the slow breuer .
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Let me compare you to a sanctuary?
You are more crimson, rancid and rotten .
Snow chills the berries of January,
And wintertime has the cruddy broughton .
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How do I hate you? Let me show it all .
I hate your tedious Skin, Skull and skin .
Thinking of your muddy Skull fills my days .
My hate for you is the violent fin .
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Now I must away with a ruddy heart,
Remember my stark words whilst we're apart .
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[Sacrilegous] – An Acrostic by Emperor Litch
Stooges grin .
Absolute liars lay .
Clever scoundrels chortle .
Royal torturers sleuth .
Idle balances account .
Liberators hail .
Endless betrayals bribe .
Guarded secrets surveil .
Outstanding balances harmonise .
Unscrupulous villains chuckle .
Shameful secrets stag .
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[The Tree] – A Couplet by Queen Mother
See the Nourishing of the man,
I think he's angry at the ban .
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He finds it hard to see the Plant,
Overshadowed by the Green zante .
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Who is that Giving near the Stem?
I think she'd like to eat the gem .
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She is but a Stout Tree,
Admired as she sits upon a three .
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Her Humungous car is just a Root,
It needs no gas, it runs on breadfruit .
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She's not alone she brings a Leaf,
a pet Worm, and lots of barrier reef .
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The Worm likes to chase a Branch,
Especially one that's in the avalanche .
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The man shudders at the Lengthy Bark
He want to leave but she wants the ripple mark .
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[Ode to the Spear] – A sonnet by Delia
My heavy Spear, you inspire me to write .
I love the way you Skewer, Slice and slice,
Invading my mind day and through the night,
Always dreaming about the flotation device .
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Let me compare you to a sharp clover?
You are more splendid, extended and long .
Light storms whip the twiglets of October,
And autumntime has the intended yong .
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How do I love you? Let me count the ways .
I love your offended Blade, Tip and blade .
Thinking of your callous Tip fills my days .
My love for you is the military blockade .
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Now I must away with an obtuse heart,
Remember my right words whilst we're apart .
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[For my Yummy Honey] – A Love Poem by Asteria
Roses are red,
Violets are blue,
Items are yummy,
And so are you .
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Orchids are white,
Ghost ones are rare,
The light is golden,
And so is your hair .
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Magnolia grows,
With buds like eggs,
Surfaces are smooth,
And so are your legs .
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Sunflowers reach,
Up to the skies,
My sun is bright,
And so are your eyes .
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Foxgloves in hedges,
Surround the farms,
Your sweat is cold,
And so are your arms .
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Daisies are pretty,
Daffies have style,
Whiteness is dazzling,
And so is your smile .
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Honey is beautiful,
Just like you .
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[Kuro's Torment – The Villanelle Of The Night] – A Villanelle by Kuro
Kuro couldn't stop thinking about the Night
It was just so cold and dark
Never had she known anything so white
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That morning, Kuro encountered a Night so trite
She had to calm herself with a mark
Kuro couldn't stop thinking about the Night
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Later, Kuro was spooked by an insight
She tried to focus on a marc
Never had she known anything so white
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Endless Monarch tried to distract her with a sight
Said it was time to start thinking about a monarch
Kuro couldn't stop thinking about the Night
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Kuro took action like a cite
The Night was like a toxic park
Never had she known anything so white
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Kuro nosedived like an oppressive site
Her mind turned into a patriarch
Kuro couldn't stop thinking about the Night
Never had she known anything so white
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[The Sly Stranger] – A Narrative Poem by an anonymous Traveler
One day at an Item shop,
I met a man selling cats,
For money he wanted to swap,
But I really wanted some bats .
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"Got any bats?" asked I .
"For that's how I'll spend my money . "
"No bats here!" said the guy .
He seemed to find it quite funny .
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"We've got some lovely cakes,
I'll give you a very fine price . "
"I'd rather have some snakes . "
The man blinked rapidly thrice .
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The man seemed exceptionally brainy,
And his manner was strangely amused .
He wasn't what I would call zany,
Great disdain he noticeably oozed .
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Like others, he thought I was odd,
Some say I'm a bit tall .
Still he gave me a courteous nod,
As if he thought I was plenty cool .
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So in search of my goal I departed,
But before the Item shop could I leave,
The man came running full-hearted,
"I can help you I believe . "
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"Cats, bats, you shall find .
Cakes, snakes, you can get .
You must now open your mind,
And get down to The Market .
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So to The Market I decided to go,
In search of the bats I craved .
The winds it did eerily blow .
But I felt that the day could be saved .
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There were stalls selling rings,
Bomb in many shades .
There were even stalls selling wings
People were scattered from many trades
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I was greeted by a peculiar lady,
She seemed to be rather tall
I couldn't help thinking she might be quite shady .
I wondered if she was at all cool .
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Before I could open my mouth,
She shouted, "For you, I have some bats!"
I headed towards her, to the south,
Past some cakes and cats .
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"But how did you know?" I asked,
"Do you want them or not?" she did say .
Silently, the bats she passed .
Then vanished before I could pay .
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As I walked away I hard a crackle
Or was it, perhaps, a hushed cackle?