Sword of my Soul

I dive deep into the Earth
I go furthur and furthur
Melting past everything in my way

I am your soul and you tell me to stay
but a fight with fire I cannot delay
forget me not, our futures bind

Place deserved, where forged anew

I see him
I see my soul ablaze with clear light
We pat each other on the back

Tranforming into a dragon we ride the skies
To height like many heights

Till we want more
And more we will receive

For there is no limit
We are finally safe

Safe to love and not fear
Safe to walk and not fear time

Rofl

I see u troll, all u get is lols
Everyday u suffer in inside
filled with lies
So few words u speak
Invites a smack on the cheek

Hope u had fun
cause now i am done

A troll helping me with my poem practice, is that even possible?
yes

i like it but i believe the last 2 lines could be changed, you repeat fear. ill edit this once i think of a comment on how to improve it.

I write words because that was one love
I find it funny this pencil does not shorten
Then loves embrace me and tell me they'll stay

- cliche as cliche can be
- contains less substance than greeting card lines
- childish rhyming for no reason

This post was edited by RobertLowell on Jun 13 2011 06:43pm

to mod a globally recognized phrase and make it work, then use it with own style. well wat do u call that

ppl pay for greeting cards. maybe the power is too heavy. also to have up to triple meaning and metaphor at the same time. wat do u call that?

rhyme is meant to show creativity and i have entire poems that do not rhyme. u attack me but u are hitting my shield.

HMMM no rhyme--

From Stone to Powder

I want to continue but i can't
Why?
Because i'm already there
I'm taking my coat
I'm walking out the steel doors
Its been my refuge for so long
Its all a person
She's been my life my blood

A life we had, A life we shared
They let go of our hands
The time has come
The medic reaches my neighbor naught
War, War ends here

Worried they were
Warnings they gave
Realize, everyone did
yet stop it, We cannot

Acceptance is the only safe path
Even ourselves we search for
Sad is the conflict of hearts

So we arrogantly push the stone
So we fall with it

If u wrote a poem this would be the response but worse--

i look at this poetry thread
and my expectations fill with dread
because i'm sure there is a reason for the dark
but through my eyes the meaning has already started to dis-embark
what can i do but feel sad
for something i never had
at least i get a feeling
maybe an adventure while i'm dreaming
and now my rhyme ends
bring me closer to the meaning than just pretend


robert attends this school--

poems are a thing of nature 7
it rises like a beast 6
and bites like an animal 7
never to be forgotten 7
poems look back at the past 6
poems wait at the end 5

u want to see if i have soul?--


free styling fo sho
it will flo
as long as u feel the jolt
beautiful it can be like a bolt
yet delicate as a boat on moat

free fo sho has carried me down this road
very little tips i found
from any source
the further i go down this road, the more my heart holds dear
the me who started this journey

A child he seems. Like an adult learning to drive.
He may look old, but hands and mouth say otherwise
.

I guess people don't know what poetry is anymore

oh baby i feel the lock coming

so anyways. if trolls were motorcyles

robert would be 2 sticks attached by elmer's glue