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OldeWolf,
you do have some powerful poetry, I see lots of images of knights, meadow and gardens, the moon and stars....
how did you get into writing and into poetry?
I live life findin ways to cope for the days im broke
cuz annual dissapoinment slays all hope
and i was told success is a short road
but then the doors closed on my course chose
these sold soul troll's got us livin foul
im sippin now cuz i took a hit of life and started trippin out
it's like boozins my tradition as im loosin my religion
though never had one cuz i'd rather be a fool to suspicion
all i see is darkness like the sun was shattered
i've been so many places but its like none of em matter
my tongues a dagger well im hopin so cuz i got hopeless goals
hopin im not just another soul on a broken road
im a selfish asshole what more can i ask for
standin in raps shadow but sharin the same plateue
your jaws will drop as i cipher lies
and give excerpts of strife from the life of mine in these life and times
so vibe wit me im just ventin in every speech i drop
so eff the system for preventin any descent cops
and im gonna reach the top to succeed or not
these are thesis dropped for props to leave the reader shocked
the hopes there but i be actin like i dont care
ive been so many places still my life is goin nowhere
but since i live it then my truth is vivid
im hopin you can dig it my views i give it to elude the biggots
but moments of clarity scary to me
im seein things most barely can see my souls fairly deceased
ill be at peace once they bury me deep
and hopefully its not the heat of unfairly degrees
but i need to stop and choose proilly drop the booze
cuz on this road shit aint all smoothe on these rocky grooves
what do i got to lose i thought about foresakin this
am i here for god to place anger or for satan's bliss?
The Sonnet of a Ladybug
The woes of the night scattered with debris
Among all the sunrise's morning ray's stroll
With the winds announcing the sun's decree
That demands an awaking of life for toll,
Where the stars seeks the sun's atoning throne
Avowing upon sun's demands to essay
The beautifying of flowers' cologne
Upon the decay of the night's display,
Whereas theater of the dawn sends it's crusade
Upon the scattering of the night's veil
Giving the morn another maiden maid
Prolonging across sky this sanguine tale.
There at the dawn of the morning's own king
A ladybug took quietly to wings
Twilight Sonnet
I stand here alone, hear no more whisper
From the silent taciturn, mundane rays.
When suddenly it burst a fiery bouquet,
Rays pigments the sky, all like searing myrrh!
I stand here strong, my thundering heart weak
As all around, the sky bursts into song
Covering twilight in painted sarong,
There all the while, I stand here small and meek.
Twilight's own bloodbath shows daylight's antique,
As the moon's rise shows it's crimson physique
The Battle Before Morn
I softly walk down the forest plain
Mountain breeze in my golden hair
With hint of coming fallen rains
All swimming across clouded air
My armors, faithful as can be,
Shines dimly in this hazed filled night,
Many an unknown eyes upon me I see
Here alone, in this haze of an evening twilight
Rustle of sounds unseen
Slight grin crinkles my eyes
Around, such silent forest, or so it seems
“Come out!” I shout, “Come out from where you hide!”
Evil laugher besieges the forest
I lift up my trust-worthy ax
Just as there came a crashing noise
And out came an enemy from my past
Grinning in a sure smile
I beckon to him, the evil great warrior
“What has taken you so long a while?
Looks like you got yourself cornered.”
He snarled and jumped onto me
I blocked his sword in a loud ringing Clash!
Then I jumped away free
His huge dragon sword came down into a empty crash
I turn my face to him and grin
He quickly looked up at me
And he says, “your not gonna win!
“I will make sure to set your head free!”
Coldly he started to sneer
Venom spittle in his decaying eyes
The forest around trembles in fear
With lighting striking across the fading sky
Ominous the silent became
The wild of the forest, in that moment tamed
And closer, a walking death, he came
To continue the deadly game
Suddenly with a flash
Onward he flew onto me
Hacking a wild slash
I block with my shield and jump away free
Quickly I turn, let flying my ax
Downward it flew, black death in air
It landed on his shield in resounding blast
Hastily I ducked, his sword getting only my hairs
I jump up, slamming my shield in his face
He flew back in faltering pace
Not waiting a moment to breath, onward I came
Forgetting his unearthly evil fame
Suddenly he gulped down something white
He laughed like a dead man alive
So fast he attacked and hit no longer light
Hard he pounded onto me, into the air I dived
Pain flows in my body
I glance at him in disgust
“You had to use dirty white! Coward king of nobody!”
But he continues to laugh like I was a creature living in dust
Onward we fought
And more I faltered
Often on to the ground I was brought
His eyes gleamed as if bolstered
I stood up in my final defiant
“Your going down, Old king Thoran”
I lifted up my hands both facing its palm ends
A strange surging power, onward in my body it ran
What’s left of nights light
Dimmed into a dark haze
My hands begins to shine like a starlight
As Thoran’s eyes glistened in frightened amaze
With the stars surging in my vain, I yelled
Suddenly in a blink, I attacked
Landing my ax, crushed went his chest, and he fell
The evil light in his eyes, slowly dimmed and went black
I stood over his dead body in the evening dark
I pondered his place in the fair land of Xenimus
For I know he was simply someone’s nark
Someone that wont be so easily missed
And so in that haze of star filled night
The mysterious grimly good warrior walks free
To go greet the morning twilight
And the morning dewed breeze…
I live life findin ways to cope for the days im broke
cuz annual dissapoinment slays all hope
and i was told success is a short road
but then the doors closed on my course chose
these sold soul troll's got us livin foul
im sippin now cuz i took a hit of life and started trippin out
it's like boozins my tradition as im loosin my religion
though never had one cuz i'd rather be a fool to suspicion
all i see is darkness like the sun was shattered
i've been so many places but its like none of em matter
my tongues a dagger well im hopin so cuz i got hopeless goals
hopin im not just another soul on a broken road
im a selfish asshole what more can i ask for
standin in raps shadow but sharin the same plateue
your jaws will drop as i cipher lies
and give excerpts of strife from the life of mine in these life and times
so vibe wit me im just ventin in every speech i drop
so eff the system for preventin any descent cops
and im gonna reach the top to succeed or not
these are thesis dropped for props to leave the reader shocked
the hopes there but i be actin like i dont care
ive been so many places still my life is goin nowhere
but since i live it then my truth is vivid
im hopin you can dig it my views i give it to elude the biggots
but moments of clarity scary to me
im seein things most barely can see my souls fairly deceased
ill be at peace once they bury me deep
and hopefully its not the heat of unfairly degrees
but i need to stop and choose proilly drop the booze
cuz on this road shit aint all smoothe on these rocky grooves
what do i got to lose i thought about foresakin this
am i here for god to place anger or for satan's bliss?