Well, I had to write another poem for school so I thought I might as well put it on here. I really wrote 3 poems, each better than the last. I didn’t find the first two good enough to be graded on, so I didn’t submit them, but I will post them on here anyway. The first one I literally wrote at 3am, so it isn’t anywhere near my usual skill level, but it was a good place to start from. I’m sure you can see how one led to the other, especially with one stanza. Now, here they are:
This is the first one. I focused more on the structure of the stanzas on this one rather than the sound or meaning. No editing done.
At the edge,
Ready for the end.
Forgetting my pledge.
With nothing left to contend.
No
There is much yet to undergo.
The light in the distance,
Barely a faint glow.
Much resistance
Nothing to my ability,
My invincibility.
I am a dragon against mice.
Hercules and the hound.
You are a giant,
My name is David.
Burning like fire
Perforates my soul.
Taking muscles and lungs alike.
Cold and heat
Fight for dominance.
Each ripping me apart
From separate sides.
Metal or blood?
The taste that taints my tongue.
The end
Is all I see.
There is nothing I cannot beat.
I will find my way to dominance.
All in my way, feel free to depart.
I will change the tides.
Though I may tire
I will remain in control.
My body will not go on strike.
Every cell is a piece of rice,
Grain giving power to pound.
I am strong and defiant,
With a ferocity almost rabid.
I get stability
Through my adaptability.
No assistance
Is needed for me to go.
My strength is persistence.
There is nothing I cannot undergo.
Know
Any challenges thrown at me I transcend.
I must not fall off of the ledge.
I will learn to contend
At the edge.
This is the second one. Just kind of wrote it as it came to me, though I was trying to make it kind of more like a song. Not sure I really succeeded there. No editing done.
Sometimes you feel
That you are done.
That you cannot beat this ordeal.
That is a lie.
Sometimes you ask why?
Why has this demon awoken?
You are an eagle wanting to fly,
But your wings have been clipped.
Let me pull you from your crypt.
Let me show you the way through.
I will hand you a script
Follow it to victory.
I am a dragon against mice.
Hercules and the hound.
You are a giant,
My name is David.
Anything I can overcome.
Never alone I win.
What is failure?
Follow it with victory.
Is the Reaper chasing you?
The dark smothering you, smothering your soul?
Take the light of a Silmaril,
Follow it to victory.
Does it burn?
Your heart, your lungs?
The taste that taints your tongue,
Is it metal, is it blood?
I am a dragon against mice.
Hercules and the forked tongues.
You are a giant,
My name is David.
Anything I can overcome.
Never alone I win.
What is failure?
Follow it with victory.
That ache, that strain,
Permeating your form,
Is strength cloaked as pain.
Follow it to victory.
Though this may sound contradictory,
It is truer than blood.
Listen to this documentary.
Overcome this wall.
I am a dragon against mice.
Hercules and the swine.
You are a giant,
My name is David.
Anything I can overcome.
Never alone I win.
What is failure?
Follow it with victory.
And finally the one that I actually turned in. I’m proud of this one. Not the best poem ever, but I’m not a poet by choice, so I am proud of how it turned out.
Our moment of definition
Is the moment we give in.
The moment where it seems impossible.
When your tongue is tainted with the taste
Of metallic defeat.
Every breath is stopped
In the desert that has become your throat.
In that moment your eyes drop
You welcome the cool darkness
Introduced by your lids.
Fire ferociously tears your fibers.
Muscles feel an earthquake that comes from within,
Ravaging every cell, every protein.
Moist cold and dry burning
Fight for dominance.
Each threaten to claw away
Every ounce of strength.
Everything shuts down,
Blocks it out.
The pain.
This is the moment
Where anything is truly possible.
That fire searing your muscles
Becomes the fire guiding your passion,
Driving you into action.
Metallic defeat is now
Steel-hardened victory
Landing you in history.
Cool and dark
Drive you to become
A larger sum.
Tremors compile
Becoming the force
To make you stronger than a horse.
All that is needed
Is for you to make a decision,
And tell yourself with precision:
I am a dragon against mice.
Hercules and the hound.
You are a giant,
My name is David.
Then succeed.
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