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07-18-2008, 07:28 PM
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Series
Standing here
All alone
Like a king
Without a throne
Life goes on
C’est la vie.
Why won’t the sun
Shine on me?
A furry prince
A magic trick
The dragon emblem
Feels so slick
Through Life and Death
And all we fear,
Am I allowed
To shed a tear?
What have I done?
You hate me so.
You say not?
What do you know…
…
The dragon, now,
He comes to life,
Burning those
Who wish me strife
Across the land
My name is known
Not this, but another,
That I own
An elf lord, now,
He comes to me
Wishing hope
Prosperity
This elvin prince
Before me here
Is he another
Who I hold dear?
My “friends” of old
Now want me back
Now that I’m “someone”
I'll join their pack
Join their pack?
Sure I do!
I hate their guts,
And that is true
…
what time, what place
when am I due?
who was killed?
me? or you?
…
Never wanted
I see that now
A fool, I was
A stupid cow.
Who could want
A girl so bland?
Plain eyes and hair
And skin not tanned.
Reclusive, sure,
At the best,
And never able
To pass their test.
I wish it back
The way it was.
Leave me, dragon,
I hear a buzz…
&
Standing, still,
By this dark wall.
A hopeless case,
By and all…
(That was the first poem I really ever wrote. I'm not expecting much good from it. Later I wrote this one as a sort of continuation.)
It’s 2:30.
I’m awake.
It’s unearthly.
See me shake?
Eyes wide open
All my fears
Pounding on my
heart and ears
Thudding like
There’s no tomorrow
All this nonsense
All my sorrow
Leave me leave me
Go, Go, Go
Why is it you must
Hurt me so?
Something tells me
There’s no escape
Murder, anger
Pain and rape
See not heard
That day’s long past
Bloodsuckers now
Will break their fast
Blood spills everywhere
I soon die
Know I loved you
Though you not I
… … … …
Past is future
Future past
This small white room
Full-body cast
Friends…?
I don’t think
I know that word.
Please explain,
Self-proclaimed nerd
All around me
I feel love.
No more the arrow,
Now the dove
Though hearts still break,
Though people die,
I feel joy…
And Anger cries
Alone, with you
Now it’s clear.
I guess
You did
Hold me dear…
yeah, so, I just sort of wanted to end on a better note than before. that's all.
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Last edited by SparkyLT : 07-18-2008 at 07:31 PM.
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07-18-2008, 07:34 PM
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um, sorry, something strange is going on with the formatting and I can't fix it. it's supposed to be a break between every 4 lines. sorry to double post, but I can't edit and fix it, so...
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Novel: Perfect Insanity
Short Story: A Brother's Love
If I crit you, return the favor with one of these. And if you give me a link, I'll try to return the favor.
" 'The blood-stained pages...' ...and that's where my creativity ends." -my brother
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07-19-2008, 08:17 AM
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Hmmm.... not bad. It doesn't read as if it's forced, but I find the "elvin" bit a little cliche. I fail to see a message here, but you do appear to have the rhyming thing down.
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07-19-2008, 10:36 AM
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hah, yeah, I can rhyme most of the time, but it gets boring after a while. I did break away from this format. eventually.
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Novel: Perfect Insanity
Short Story: A Brother's Love
If I crit you, return the favor with one of these. And if you give me a link, I'll try to return the favor.
" 'The blood-stained pages...' ...and that's where my creativity ends." -my brother
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07-19-2008, 01:09 PM
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Yes SparkyLT, shame about the formatting problem, made it harder to read, but not impossible. I enjoyed the journey, the full body cast was an interesting twist.
Parts of it reminded me of some of my early work and the angst it held.
I too have tried to move towards a lighter note, but more permanently.
thanks for sharing
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