Death
Death looks the man in the eye,
reminding him of his near demise.
Death smiles a manic grin,
the man screams a screechy din.
A swish, a flick,
Tut, tut.
His life's been nicked.
Crow
Hello sir's, I'm the crow.
I help to kill people, y'know!
I am often famed for my eerie presence,
My oh so creepy essence.
Please come through this door,
your wait for death's over, I'm sure!
Park
Gate's open,
the children come in, oh, they're so small!
Please come and play,
we welcome all.
Victorious
Tailcoat stained with blood,
as blade bites into flesh.
He walks away, grinning
he has won the battle.
Fright
Always growing,
never slowing.
Fright creeps along the world,
is my fear showing?
I'm going to put some background about why I wrote these poems.
Death:I thought of it in maths, where my normally cool teacher had to go on about continuous data, when of course I was looking at the clock to work out when it would be 10:30 and I could go out and talk about Chrono-Trigger with my friends (yep, my friends are as sad as me when it comes to RPG's and Anime).
Crow: Tried to go for a more funny poem here, I found in the end that it sounded quite Lewis Carroll-esque (hope I spelled that right :b ). And if your wondering, yes, the last 2 lines are a reference to suicide.
Park: AMAC gave me a nudge to write a nicer poem. So I wrote a ridiculously short poem about the playground. Two poems in a day, and hopefully no drop in quality.
Victorious: I went back to depressing poems, and I don't feel this was very good, but ah well. I just needed to write another really.
Fright: I had a horrible nightmare yesterday, so I decided to write another poem.
Now the meanings of them :b.
Death: Didn't tell you what YEAR it was when I thought of it, did I? It was last year (my group was doing Year 6 work, don't ask). My grandfather had recently passed away, who I had loved very much and I was rather depressed. So I wrote it on a piece of paper and recovered it while cleaning my room yesterday.
Crow: Doesn't have a meaning, just a bit of fun to be honest.
Park: My friends went out to the park and I had to do homework. So I wrote it and tried to imagine being there with my friends, sad, I know.
Victorious: Doesn't have a meaning.
Fright: Fear only grows. There is nearly never times when (internationally) fear is less prominent. It always goes up, never down.
Edited by HaHa-No, 23 December 2011 - 11:43 AM.