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zakyman
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Hey guys, I am recently discovering my inner-poet, so forgive me if these are a bit rough. I tend to write in free-verse, so don't expect too many rhymes.

Beginning

This is a new dawn
The start of good is on the horizon
Can you feel it in the air?
The people are calling
At the start of a new era.

There is hope here
Where sorrow once was.
Hatred has left this land
At the start of a new era.

My friends I beg of you
To help me do good.
Create, teach and love
At the start of a new era.

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acmed
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I like the whole same last line thing. It would be better if it rhymed, then the last line thing would be more responsive and sound better aloud. Good job though!

zakyman
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I like the whole same last line thing. It would be better if it rhymed, then the last line thing would be more responsive and sound better aloud. Good job though!


Rhymes aren't really my style :/

Critics

Why do the people want the best
When those who provide the best are gone?

Do they want to break the backs
Of those who provide the kindness?


This is not in a direct relationship to acmed's comment. Had to add that disclaimer.
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Humiliation

The cold air whips against my face
The warm arms of Victory stolen from me
Jeers are coming from the stands
They are yelling at me

I gave it my all
The toils of my sweat were evident
Yet the loss was placed on me
And I was not a part

Is this what Humiliation is?
A cold bitter feeling?
The feeling of friends against you
Trying to beat you down to pulp?

Cruel Fate! Why hast thou fled?
For it was you who made me want
To be a part of a whole
To try to help lead to Victory

Here I sit in my solitude
My bitter regrets my only company
The bitter cold is but a long-off thought
Is this what Humiliation feels like?




I typed this after losing a Homecoming volleyball game, where I played a total of 6 points, and after losing the game 15-2, the team decided that I was at fault for not hitting balls that were in other peoples' areas.

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Lies

They tell me it's okay
The world is safe
However that is not what I see
This world is one of lies

They stand in their fancy suites
Feeding us all of these words
Even they know
That the situation is hopeless

The people run amuck in the streets
Chanting words of equality
But the masses are shot
By those who claim to be messengers of peace

Cries of the poor
The destitute and the starved
Yet these suites talk of wellness
Truly, this is a world of lies

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