"Fallen, fallen is Babylon the Great!"



In a city by phantoms haunted,
Where once came forth great heros vaunted,
Once the home of empyreal dreams,
All is not quite as it should be.

A gate is there, gilded and old,
That stands on its own, tall and bold,
Through this terrible portal lies
Things haunting to the mortal eye.

A king is mounted on his steed,
Boasting proudly of great deeds,
His glittering train stretches back,
Bearing treasures from fallen Akk,
The walls stand tall in azure hue,
Shadowing the multitude of Babilu,
Who race and sing on gaping streets,
Laughing and talking of Akk's defeat.

The swords clash and lions roar,
In spectacles never seen before,
In a magnificent, maddening sight,
It all would end on that cold night.

In Babylon by phantoms haunted,
Where once came forth great heros vaunted,
Once the home of empyreal dreams,
All is ruined as it should be.


*Babylon = Babilu

By the power of bumpskull!

......Pretty please?

wow. that's all i can say. wow. wut inspired this; like, wut's it from? b/c it's amazing....it really paints a picture....i cant beleive i've nvr read ne of ur poetry b4...this is amazing....keep it up. I luv to read it.

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"Great art is as irrational as great music. It is mad with its own loveliness."

This poem is a product of Edgar Allan Poe reading and school boredom, thank you for your comment, by the way.

ah, i can relate....especially 2 the school boredom thing.
dont care 2 much 4 Poe's stories, besides Tell Tale Heart....but his poetry fascinates me....I luv The Raven.
Well, anyways, def. write more! I'd luv 2 read it

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"Great art is as irrational as great music. It is mad with its own loveliness."