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DRAGON :smile24:
He was a stumbling block for enemies
Opponents, often suffering defeat,
Cursed him before and during the battle.
In battle, he is unsurpassed and as powerful as a god,
The earth trembled under the weight of his feet.
Just one of his breaths is enough,
Only embers remain, where there was a settlement.
And his appearance inspires horror in the crowds,
And if he looks, everyone immediately runs away.
And a wave of his tail or a couple of blows,
Sends out a wave of eleven points.
He doesn't weigh a ton, or two, or three,
His weight is enormous, but, damn it,
He spread one wing, and then the other,
He was very tired of participating in the battle.
And with great effort, he pushed off with his foot,
And in a moment, he was above the mortal earth.
He hovered above the ground as Da Vinci dreamed
Da Vinci is history, but dragons exist now.
He waved his wing without straining,
He conserved his strength even as he rose into the sky.
He was not burdened by arrows under his skin,
Nor by scars and wounds from pitchforks and knives,
What worried him was not even the battle,
He fought, he got tired, and he decided to go home.
Added 8 minutes ago
And this is one of my favorites:)
LEADER
Night, darkness, and not a soul around,
Only the rustling of leaves is heard in the silence.
From the depths of the most wretched swamps,
We hear the wolf singing his song.
And he remembers how he was a leader,
How he fought with enemies with claw and fang,
How he slaughtered cows and stole lambs,
How bullets whistled when he ran away.
He was a leader, and the pack valued him,
But the years passed, and with them, his strength.
The wolf grew old, weakened, and emaciated,
In the swamps, he was probably looking for death.
He walked with a limp towards the cemetery of ancestors,
So that his body would not lie in a pile of carrion,
He longed to remain as he was now,
And not to rot and rest in the mud.
And the body calmly drifted to the bottom,
And he just froze, howling at the moon.
It swallowed him, but the lunar grin
Will remind others how the leader died.
:smile34:
Added 27 minutes ago
Written after reading the series of books by M. Moorcock "The Saga of the Eternal Warrior"
The silken fabric of space
Is covered with the patina of time.
We occupy only a facet
Of its thousand sides,
Like spiders, we weave it
From thoughts, dreams, and deeds.
And everyone has contributed something,
And woven it in as best they could.
The threads are of different lengths.
Each has its own destiny.
Someone it led to death,
But he wanted to live.
And someone cannot find
His own peace.
Death is just a hand's reach away,
But he will not give up his life.
Added 16 hours 48 minutes ago
Griffin and Pegasus
Let's circle together
And bathe in the azure.
It's great to live in the sky.
I want to stay there.
I want to go into the clouds,
Dive in, and get lost,
So that you can only find me,
And stay with you.
Never forget
These simple moments.
In my thoughts, only nonsense-
This is all inspiration :)
He was a stumbling block for enemies
Opponents, often suffering defeat,
Cursed him before and during the battle.
In battle, he is unsurpassed and as powerful as a god,
The earth trembled under the weight of his feet.
Just one of his breaths is enough,
Only embers remain, where there was a settlement.
And his appearance inspires horror in the crowds,
And if he looks, everyone immediately runs away.
And a wave of his tail or a couple of blows,
Sends out a wave of eleven points.
He doesn't weigh a ton, or two, or three,
His weight is enormous, but, damn it,
He spread one wing, and then the other,
He was very tired of participating in the battle.
And with great effort, he pushed off with his foot,
And in a moment, he was above the mortal earth.
He hovered above the ground as Da Vinci dreamed
Da Vinci is history, but dragons exist now.
He waved his wing without straining,
He conserved his strength even as he rose into the sky.
He was not burdened by arrows under his skin,
Nor by scars and wounds from pitchforks and knives,
What worried him was not even the battle,
He fought, he got tired, and he decided to go home.
Added 8 minutes ago
And this is one of my favorites:)
LEADER
Night, darkness, and not a soul around,
Only the rustling of leaves is heard in the silence.
From the depths of the most wretched swamps,
We hear the wolf singing his song.
And he remembers how he was a leader,
How he fought with enemies with claw and fang,
How he slaughtered cows and stole lambs,
How bullets whistled when he ran away.
He was a leader, and the pack valued him,
But the years passed, and with them, his strength.
The wolf grew old, weakened, and emaciated,
In the swamps, he was probably looking for death.
He walked with a limp towards the cemetery of ancestors,
So that his body would not lie in a pile of carrion,
He longed to remain as he was now,
And not to rot and rest in the mud.
And the body calmly drifted to the bottom,
And he just froze, howling at the moon.
It swallowed him, but the lunar grin
Will remind others how the leader died.
:smile34:
Added 27 minutes ago
Written after reading the series of books by M. Moorcock "The Saga of the Eternal Warrior"
The silken fabric of space
Is covered with the patina of time.
We occupy only a facet
Of its thousand sides,
Like spiders, we weave it
From thoughts, dreams, and deeds.
And everyone has contributed something,
And woven it in as best they could.
The threads are of different lengths.
Each has its own destiny.
Someone it led to death,
But he wanted to live.
And someone cannot find
His own peace.
Death is just a hand's reach away,
But he will not give up his life.
Added 16 hours 48 minutes ago
Griffin and Pegasus
Let's circle together
And bathe in the azure.
It's great to live in the sky.
I want to stay there.
I want to go into the clouds,
Dive in, and get lost,
So that you can only find me,
And stay with you.
Never forget
These simple moments.
In my thoughts, only nonsense-
This is all inspiration :)