Posted March 18, 201015 yr A boy standing brave, This boy standing strong, A boy met the grave, His weapon so long, He fell to the dark, For a strange cause, His heart was then marked, By the enemy's paws, He entered through the shadows, Eyes glowing bright, A voice through the shadows, Sent him the light, He held her in his arms, His heart he thought flew, Her eyes came to alarm, "Kairi...thank you."
March 19, 201015 yr You wouldn't like to read mine they are so stupid,and I'm this way,I know that I can't do something but I try as hard as I can.
March 19, 201015 yr lol thx. I love to write poems and read poems. well i do always appricate you reading and commenting on mine so i figured id do the same it was great!
March 19, 201015 yr Author Heh heh. Thank you. Gizelita, you just need to find some inspiration, true inspiration.
March 19, 201015 yr Author Perhaps you should look at your favorite things in the world. A flower? A food? A Picture? Anything, once you get into poetry you can expand your mind and rhyme on things you never thought able.
March 19, 201015 yr For now I'll just keep with my storys,I prefer reading poetry than making one,not my sort of thing,maybe someday I can try.
A boy standing brave,
This boy standing strong,
A boy met the grave,
His weapon so long,
He fell to the dark,
For a strange cause,
His heart was then marked,
By the enemy's paws,
He entered through the shadows,
Eyes glowing bright,
A voice through the shadows,
Sent him the light,
He held her in his arms,
His heart he thought flew,
Her eyes came to alarm,
"Kairi...thank you."