Do you hear the silence of an empty night?
When the wind fails to whisper to the stars,
Or the breeze drops the unwary bird from flight,
To leave it broken, burdened by a thousand scars.
Do you see the quiet of a barren morn?
The hollow sounds of hope slowly dying
Leaving nothing in its wake to be reborn
But the endless shouts of hundreds crying.
Do you feel the painful blade of fate?
The silver edge that falsely shines
Refined by a thousand years of hate
And soundly tempered by world designs.
Do you know it? That whisper in the night?
It is darkness, the fading of the light.















Comments
Vaguely creepy. I like the empty feel of the first stanza...
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"The deepest pit of Hell is reserved for those who, in times of great moral crisis, stood by and did nothing." - Dante's Inferno
PRO-LIFE! Because I don't want to go to the deepest pit of Hell....
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it took me forever to write. ugh rhyming is a pain... well sometimes.
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Come to the edge, he said,
They said: We are afraid
Come to the edge, he said.
They came,
He pushed them,
...and they flew.
Guillaume Apollinaire
thanks, i was going for creepy-esque.
when my teacher heard it he was like... "oo, an old theme with a new twist. Nice." so of course i, being normally a free verse poet was pleased that i had managed to produce a rhyming poem that made sense.
lol
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Come to the edge, he said,
They said: We are afraid
Come to the edge, he said.
They came,
He pushed them,
...and they flew.
Guillaume Apollinaire
Thanks, that part took me literally FOREVER.
the words refused for the longest time to fall under iambic pentameter.
heh heh... got 'em though.
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Come to the edge, he said,
They said: We are afraid
Come to the edge, he said.
They came,
He pushed them,
...and they flew.
Guillaume Apollinaire
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90% of people...blah blah blah. If you're one of the 10% who laugh at these sigs but don't copy/paste anything...well, good for you.
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Come to the edge, he said,
They said: We are afraid
Come to the edge, he said.
They came,
He pushed them,
...and they flew.
Guillaume Apollinaire
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90% of people...blah blah blah. If you're one of the 10% who laugh at these sigs but don't copy/paste anything...well, good for you.
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