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poem name: Triumph of Void.poem name: Triumph of Void
poem name: Triumph of Void.
Old wrinkled hands of Priam, Once a Royal king, came as a father Seeking his brave son's empty vessel, At the foot of the great Hero, While the pride of his son, Already sank along with atlantis. For Achilles avenged his old friend.
"Shall I kiss or adore, The hands that took my love? " Asked the old man. Guilt now poisoned the heart Of our Hero, He nodded. He rushed to the ossuary, Found his fallen brother's remains Alongside the blood-filled floor, Where the eagles and crows Quench their thirst!
What shall he return— His life? His pride? His kindness? His passion? For everything, Achilles wished to burn, Is already an ash now! He couldn't do anything But watch and weep over His brother's body. The river of styx is already Waiting for our Hero.
What kind of pain is this? Is this a sorcery of Apollo? Or did the mother goddess Athena has forsook you? For he lost not his brother, But himself to the hands of Death of the gods! What he left is, Triumph of Void.
The old, wrinkled hands of Priam, Once a king, now just a father Searching for his brave son's lifeless body, At the feet of the great Hero, While his son's pride Had already sunk with Atlantis. Because Achilles avenged his friend.
"Should I kiss or admire, The hands that took my love?" Asked the old man. Guilt now filled the heart Of our Hero, he nodded. He hurried to the burial place, Found his fallen brother's remains On the blood-covered floor, Where the eagles and crows Satisfy their thirst!
What should he give back— His life? His pride? His kindness? His passion? For everything Achilles wanted to destroy, Is already turned to ash! He could only Watch and cry over His brother's body. The river of Styx is already Waiting for our Hero.
What kind of pain is this? Is this a spell of Apollo? Or did the goddess Athena abandon you? For he lost not just his brother, But himself to the hands of The death of the gods! What remains is, Triumph of