I am going to post the poems ant etc I make here. A critique and feedback would be appreciated! The first one: It It lurks in the shadows; Hides from the light. So evil it turns meadows Into nothing more than a horrible sight!
Dark and grim, Gruesome and deadly It is horrid and turns everything dim!
Children please, promise me, That thee do not go Outside alone! It will shred you to pieces, Eat your insides, Drink your blood, And feast on thy!
As It is dark and grim, Gruesome and deadly, Turns everything depressing and dim.
You have reached a crossroads, Have a choice to make, What will it be?
Choose wrong and the Last thing we may hear from you Is a blood curdling shriek that pierces the night!
So promise me children that thee Do not go outside alone. For It is lurking, and waiting for YOU!
Yes! Finally completed and submitted! Well, this one took a while to make, I hope everyone loves it Made for the 10 day poetry contest:
Cajoled Warrior
Rise from the ashes, Your Time is now!
You were once extremely feared, Now I give you your second chance: Show no mercy; bash their skulls!
Their hellish end is surely near; Your sword will be their last dalliance, For they are all pitiful, worthless culls!
Avenge thyself, and leave none standing! Just think of what they did to you: Your limp, cold body is a branding, A horrific reminder of what they do!
Oh, yes, don't forget the last of their wrath! Remember the fire, remember the scorching pain? Well, it lingers in my mind as a long, long path. Let's walk along it, and they shall meet their bane!
You were once extremely feared, And now you shall be so once again; Bloodstained sword swinging menacingly!
On your arms, their dark, warm blood is smeared. For violence and death is like your cocaine; You demand it from them, threateningly!
Striking fear into the eyes of all who oppose! Do it for us, do it for your tattered soul. On their heaving chest, your wrath is superimposed; A reminder of the punishments of acting from cajole!
The valley is filled of bloody, dead structures! The gory goal we sought is almost completed, So very close, but then you make a blunder; Forgot to finish one off; an arrow succeeded!
You fall to your knees, shrieking in agony. Your heart desperately beats out of control, The world around you slowly begins to blur!
Mind races out of control; there goes your sanity. I'm sorry my hero, but I do not keep my paroles; I serve myself and none else, don't even deter!
Daily Pain I hide in the shadows, I hide from the rest. For each point and rumor From those pests Tears at my soul. Can't they see that I do not wish to live This long, horrid life? Can't they see that they Only add to the daily pain?
My divine love, you're my only fault. Your smile brings warmth to my fair soul, Your laughter lights up my eyes. I am in love with you, Don't ever leave me. For if you left, My eyes would Lose their Joy.
Well, the server has updated, and we are now past 1 million users, active or not. I thought why make a quick poem to end up in vain? D:
Milestone
A great achievement has been made. Short lived, and soon to be forgotten, Our awaited goal ends up in the shade Of something more spectacular and rotten.
Rotten with memories of what once was, Blessed with the goals of the future. All used to be quite, but now all is abuzz. Silence, and now we await a bigger picture.
Think of yourself more highly Moon, don't look down upon yourself!
Doubtful Mind
Doubt is horrid, tears you up inside: One mistake and you hate yourself. Doubt exists in everyone, Though to some it grasps hard. Must escape the doubt, Try so very hard! Or my work, Goes in Vain.
