My poem...
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My poem...
The Darkness
I feel myself walking
and talking in darkness
Because I dont want the sun
It makes me feel like a nun
Darkness is my blood
Darkness is my mud
Darkness makes me who I am
I feel darkly in love with such a thing
It feels as if I were in the night
without light I feel a might
to do what hasn't been done
I must turn out the lights
Reach for the heights
In a bloodbath
In the darkness I call home
phantasmagoric is my name
Darkness is my futile Ember of sorrow
the bloodthirsty night has its feelings
I must contend to
Good bye to the day
Hello to the darkness
Good bye to the sun
The endless shade within in the twilight
Is my delight
The murk of my blood
Shows the Blackout of my ecplise past
I feel so rast in emotion...
I gush in pain while in the flight
of daylight I feel
The the dealings of death
but in the darkness
I am happy
Is that good? I think I'ma make it a gothic song... Hmm...
I feel myself walking
and talking in darkness
Because I dont want the sun
It makes me feel like a nun
Darkness is my blood
Darkness is my mud
Darkness makes me who I am
I feel darkly in love with such a thing
It feels as if I were in the night
without light I feel a might
to do what hasn't been done
I must turn out the lights
Reach for the heights
In a bloodbath
In the darkness I call home
phantasmagoric is my name
Darkness is my futile Ember of sorrow
the bloodthirsty night has its feelings
I must contend to
Good bye to the day
Hello to the darkness
Good bye to the sun
The endless shade within in the twilight
Is my delight
The murk of my blood
Shows the Blackout of my ecplise past
I feel so rast in emotion...
I gush in pain while in the flight
of daylight I feel
The the dealings of death
but in the darkness
I am happy
Is that good? I think I'ma make it a gothic song... Hmm...
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I feel it come upon me
A power I can't control
It creeps among the shadows
It moves from man to man
It seems as though it's stopped on me
This curse that I behold
See, It doesn't have to rhyme to sound good.
Work on it a little more, If your school has a poetry class join it.
A power I can't control
It creeps among the shadows
It moves from man to man
It seems as though it's stopped on me
This curse that I behold
See, It doesn't have to rhyme to sound good.

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I felt upon my bosom a lightness from afar
I felt it whither
Then I went to her literature my head spun
I was in heaven, she was my only one
I couldn't get myself to ask
I must be a coward
It all seems to sour
For this love of 7 years to turn up like this
I hate myself for loving you
Even though I feel like you are the only one that I could ever love
Stop giving me hints of love and just say it
I cannot bear it
Cannot bear the thought you mean somebody else
I rather have a stake through my heart
Combine love and some rythmes and religion (7 - the holy ending date in the bible).
I felt it whither
Then I went to her literature my head spun
I was in heaven, she was my only one
I couldn't get myself to ask
I must be a coward
It all seems to sour
For this love of 7 years to turn up like this
I hate myself for loving you
Even though I feel like you are the only one that I could ever love
Stop giving me hints of love and just say it
I cannot bear it
Cannot bear the thought you mean somebody else
I rather have a stake through my heart
Combine love and some rythmes and religion (7 - the holy ending date in the bible).

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I Approve this above message.SHOUTrvb wrote:It's not about rhyming. It's about rhythm.. You can rhyme as much as you want as long as you maintain proper rhythm. I'll look over the poem more tomorrow to critique it as a whole.
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Don't let the rhyming take over the poem...it helps if it makes sense. ( Vies a Vie Rap Music.)
WHAT!?!MidoriSakuragi wrote:
Because I dont want the sun
It makes me feel like a nun
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Rhythm as well as SHOUTrvb as stated.

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