Lil' Poem.

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When candles glow in all the world, at it's very best,
the people of Aloria should shun the moon,
to wait until the sunny day,
am I so wrong to wish they would see things the way I do?
Why don't they adore the moon,
I am not overshadowed.
I have waited long enough now for them all to come around,
and now the sun shall never rise.
It comes to this at last, I no longer yield the sky,
see the moon, is rising.
And all those who wander, under my dark jewelled sky,
the final setting of the sun,
tomorrow the dawn of darkness,
for the night-time has begun.
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And yes, I am a published poet.​
 
Here's a poem I made and by that mean I just made up

My friend explodes.My stomach implodes.Guts everywhere.Blood on the cats hair.
 
O'd the Land of Old

O'd the land of old,
where only the bold may go,

over the hills and far away, beneath the sewer Ailor decay,
Emperor with mighty hand, peasants are less than grand,
Rebellion's fire, it's hunger never tire.
Beneath the stories we sleep, these memories we all shall keep.
Beneath the sun's light, many are orphaned from it's might,
Talar succumb to demons, the Ailor are feasted.
In the tavern's blight, the city is all but dangerous in the night.
Be weary O' child of mine, I am the story that reads you real,
I am the empty crib of peter pan, the innocence of every man,
Listen to every word I say, I tell neither truth nor lie,
listen to my voice, have you heard what I told you?
Have read what I wrote you?
Did you listen to the song I made?
O'd the land of old,
the sun and moon are rivaling over evil and good,
The day the emperor take, armies before him shall shake,
the night the sanguines of dark, on the necks of living they make their mark.
By the streets of fear, sheperdess comb their lambs with shear.
O'd the land of Aloria,
Where my heart is stolen, how now can I retrieve my soul, if I am all but banished.
 
Here's a little poem:

Close your eyes my child,
I shall tell you of my travels,
Where I journeyed through the wild,
I saw mountains that touched the sky,
I've been on a balloon that helped me fly,
Sailed oceans deep and blue,
So many things I could tell you,

I saw men with pointy ears,
Who never age in their years,
There were cats and bears that stood on their feet,
Plant like creatures who smelled very sweet,
Short men with inventions that were kept in store,
Who in the end were forced to war,

Large green monsters that could kill you in one bite,
People with fangs whom hide from the light,
Green and red lizards that are able to talk,
Fish people who come out for a walk,
Small child like elves as friendly as can be,
People with tails and ears from the land Eroki,

Perhaps you will travel too?
But that is up to you.
Now it's time to sleep.​
 
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The Lost One

Oh my child why do you weep?
is not comforting in your sleep?
You travel roads with your dirt feet,
Though travelers should say you are very sweet.
The stories of your travels are all but sad
Those whom abandoned you might as well go mad.
Why do you roam in dark oh young one?

Is the son not fun?
I shall take you in as my own,
give cloths, food, and my own home.
Those whom abandoned you would regret,
for they have left you and now forget.
Oh child how you smile,
Your happiness spreads for a mile.
I love you...

 

A Child's Flight


Mother I love you,
With all of my heart,
And I know you love me too,
But our fates are to be apart,
I have decided to join the raging war,
Worry not, they pay, and money I will send,
There shall be honor to earn and more!
My duty is to fight until the end,

Worry not, fire in our hearts will burn,
Soon in our country there will be great cheer,
We will win and I safely return,
So please, wonderful mother, don't fear,
Once the war is over, I will be near,
 
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