writing Obligatory Poem Thread

[Mizune 37]

Well, I might as well make this, so I don't need to make a new thread everytime I make a poem. So, while I'm waiting to be approved for the Skype Group, I will make another poem.

 

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Amongst the tundra, gentle as the night and freezing like the ocean gales

Runs I, clad in ice and rain, the twin flesh bound to me as thorn to rose

Further and further, through the forests and fields, wet wind in my sails

Rough rides are those through a storm, but we all have a storm to weather

Elements do no fairness to my old bones, for they blast this rusty shield

Even as I call and cry out, there is not rescue from this silent darkness

Zeal overtakes a flower to make it become a weed, and a weed had I become

In the frozen rain I lay in agony, shocked and confused and cold and lost

Night overtakes me, as I breathe a solemn requiem of my tormented spirits

Gnashing my teeth, and bitterly crying in the dark, I am only nothingness

Dreary and without hope is the way ahead, as my body is razed and haunted

Rolls of thunder come as lightning flares to sear my flesh and torture me

Each second I am taken further into the void, my heart unable to wake now

And I am slowly becoming a violent, foaming beast. ripped away from mercy

May God Almighty have mercy on my soul, and awaken me from this nightmare

 

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I'll post new ones whenever I get bored, or if Skype hasn't updated yet.

[Pan the Fabulous Ferret 2,642]

You sir are an exceptional writer. I cannot simply, in words, begin to tell you how commanding this poem is. it is an outstanding piece, and I can find no fault in it.

 

I have to step up my game now, the forums have found another poet...

[Mizune 37]

Wow, thanks for the compliment! I wouldn't have thought it would have been so good for having been made in about 5 minutes. Guess I was wrong.

 

Text.

 

New Poem.

 

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O, here I am, a soul cleft in two

And I wonder "What did I do?"

I gave in to complacent power

And became a pariah in the falling hour

 

Cast away from the heart of the world

Grown into mossy chains to bind my potential

On the star-cursed road I tread the path unfurled

Great power overwhelm and bruise what is essential

 

Maybe I am not what the mirror holds before me

Ruination may not even be my true destiny

Even though I cannot see in the night

Requiems are howled by this fox to see the curing light

 

And held am I in glassy binds, ropes silencing my tongue

Oh, how clearly I remember seeing the beautiful verdant hills

Free, without that millstone tied to my feet and my body not flung

Oubliette of mystery, you phantom memories, you drive into me horrid chils

 

O marks the place where I am, hidden on the cornerstone of earth

Verily, I feel the pain two score fold from the time now to my birth

X marks where hope and power lie, hidden from my foreign eye

Vengeance is not mine, but I hope the Father destroys every last lie

 

Invite me, fate, to a less cold realm where I may drink

Erasing the nightmare of the time of my terrifying sorrow

Nothing will stand as a knife when I am not cold as I now think

Even though I walk in the shadow of doom, hope may come tomorrow.

 

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