A poem from by omar khayyam from the 11th century
The rubaiyat - omar khayyam - 11th century
It contain ~80 verses, each with wise counsel. One of my professors from school liked to quote the verse below to explian the arrow of time.
The rubaiyat - omar khayyam - 11th century
It contain ~80 verses, each with wise counsel. One of my professors from school liked to quote the verse below to explian the arrow of time.
The Moving Finger writes; and, having writ,
Moves on: nor all your Piety nor Wit
Shall lure it back to cancel half a Line,
Nor all your Tears wash out a Word of it.
the rubaiyat - omar khayyam - 11th century
Moves on: nor all your Piety nor Wit
Shall lure it back to cancel half a Line,
Nor all your Tears wash out a Word of it.
the rubaiyat - omar khayyam - 11th century
by KK February 25, 2004
Each Morn a thousand Roses brings, you say;
Yes, but where leaves the Rose of Yesterday?
And this first Summer month that brings the Rose
Shall take Jamshyd and Kaikobad away.
Yes, but where leaves the Rose of Yesterday?
And this first Summer month that brings the Rose
Shall take Jamshyd and Kaikobad away.
by monknomo October 27, 2003
i just get so fucking turned on seeing him i wish i could ever ride his dick and wish him to swirl his dick into my wet tight pussy vigorously and scream his name in a way he never heard of if he ever spat on my titties i'd keep them in a jar and worship that
by a better cock biter than anyon November 21, 2023