My Poetry

Hero

When evil appears, a hero is born
One day they will meet and begin their fight
They will compete over battlefields torn
With rage and fury only in their sight
They will spill each other's blood on the ground
and alter each other's lives for all time
Their loud screams of agony the sole sound
The whole world will watch, awaiting a sign
As the deadly finish nears to the strife,
the hero will re'lize what he must do
So he will sacrifice himself his treasured life
and the evil villain will perish too
The world fin'ly releases its held breath
And sadly mourns the noble hero's death

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I'm no "pro" at poetry, but I think I did a damn good job on that one. Nice wording to make everything sound good, well-described, and has a really good story too. Plus it's about the sacrifice of a great hero, and I always love those kinda stories. The fact that the man is not only sacrificing his life as a hero, but also as a person, just for some greater good, to defend the world from evil, and protect those people he truly cares about. He dies not only as a hero, but a man, and leaves all those who cared about him behind. It's so sad, but also so noble, and when I someday die, I really hope I go for a really good purpose like that, rather than some stupid accident or... whatever. I just don't want my life wasted for something that obviously isn't worth it. I want to be remembered, for people to know that I was a good person, that I cared about others, and I did my best to help people, even on my dying day. If that happens, then I'll die happy, and I REALLY don't want to die with regrets and other bad feelings. Anyway, here's another good poem from my high school days:

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Confrontation

Before the hero, the villain stood like a tower
He was dark and evil with great power
He held a sharp sword in his hand
Ready to battle in his homeland
The wind howled in the hero's ears
Like a monster bringing out all his fears
Both men each drew their respective blade
And charged each other, eyes full of rage

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Another good poem by me, and again, I really like the "feel" of it. It's very dark, and scary, even, and I like how it's all just a build-up to the actual battle. Obviously I'm VERY into heroes and villains and all that stuff, as can be seen here and my book(s) if ANYONE will ever take some fucking time out of their "busy schedules" to read them. Bleh.

Anywhore (yeah, I'm a thief too) This was a pretty positive little blog tonight. I'm not exactly in the GREATEST of moods, being that... well, I'm me, and with all the HORRIBLE news and bad shit lately, but I'm glad I could keep it GENERALLY happy. I'll try to do more of that rather than just bitching nonstop, cuz I know EVENTUALLY it's gonna get repetitive and old. I'll see what I can do about posting maybe book-stuff, like future ideas, hints, previews, just whatever's on my mind when it comes to my book/storyline in general. Maybe tomorrow I'll write the little thing I've been thinking about the last few days. We'll see. Tonight, I'm gonna try to go to bed early, after some rereading of the first Anita Blake book, so I'll be back blogging tomorrow. Til then...