<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=561964" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Loathing Christmas</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Longing under the moon of damns and darkness<br>Feral tantrums of woe begins its address<br>My decent self had not but bawled its sadness<br>On the praised, inculcated and sulted mistress<br> <br>Now Christmas come again and forevermore<br>My heart sings the sorrow it always adore.<br>The night solstice comes once again and occur<br>I remembered, I begged my God, mercy implore! <br> <br>Memories I see and sorrow I cannot flee<br>Of the Christmas yonder there at the oakened tree<br>A Christmas night enfeebled by the worst disgrace<br>Of the insult spout by thy beloved mistress<br> <br>Abandoned was I and left to posses solace<br>I was unable to concur her cruel transgress<br>I mourned and lament on the cruelty I can't flee<br>Of the Christmas yonder there at the oakened tree<br> <br>Below this tree I yen of that broken affair<br>I yen in sorrow of what will Christmas leave me bare<br>Those hours when impungence so foul did even dare<br>Distress the moments, concuring a dame so fair<br> <br>Longing under the moon of damns and darkness<br>Feral tantrums of woe begins its address<br>My decent self had not but bawled its sadness<br>On the praised, inculcated and sulted mistress</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Shabati+Dokyu">Shabati Dokyu</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=561964" data-title="Loathing Christmas de Shabati Dokyu" data-description="Longing under the moon of damns and darkness Feral tantrums of woe begins its address My decent self had not but bawled its sadness On the praised, inculcated and sulted mistress Now Christmas come again and forevermore My heart sings the sorrow..."></div> </div> </div>

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