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A-B-C-B always seems to be a popular rhyme scheme. Has anyone else ever noticed that?

It's one of my favorites. With that in mind, i think you are very creative with your words, Black Shimmer. It's easy to just take it all in and reflect on it -- which is good when you're writing a poem. Well, I don't want to sound like I know everything about writing poems -- because all I know right now is squat. XD Great job either way!!

I'm gonna try to write another poem... XP

Within my heart there burns a flame,
But it is going out,
It's a flame of love, of passion, of confidence,
And it makes me want to shout.

It gives me courage and carrys me through,
The days that I've got to go throught,
And even in the hardest of times,
This tiny flame carrys me through...

This tiny flame carrys me through...

(I don't have time for more, sorry... )

Here I go... I can't write poems very well, but, here we go...

Your mind is like a sponge,
soaking up the knowledge before your very eyes,
once it is full, wring it out,
spill the knowledge upon the paper...

I did this in a split second, so, don't take it as if I spent HOURS on it...

Wow keep going everyone there all wicked and if you say your not a poet your so wrong becuase i looked over all of them agian and agian and WOW!! there fantastic please keep going.

Ok heres another poem but it's also a story.

The Lone Wolf

The tale of a time where the wolf ruled and the beauty and the mystery that surrounds the creature of the dark but also
of the eternal light was known through out history of the fearless one who howls when the moon is full

The sound, the pitch of the four legged creature lets some no when everything's fine, lets some know that the time is now
to be the one you were born to be

the moon, ar a gateway to the parallel universe opposite or our world where the lone wolf looks with the fierce gaze with

the golden silver shine that posseses wisdom and knowledge and to also see into your heart and soul

to find the one worthy of it's knowledge, wisdom since the beginning of time and life

with the rose and its fragrance leads the destend one through the forest of eternal darkness of the one's mind and
heart

the garden of flame was not always like this

the work of the dark side of the moon glares at the earth in disgust for all the sins for all the pain for all the
destruction that man has cussed

the lone wolf picks up the sent of the rose leading his heart past harms way to discover the truth

of why was he here why was he born what was the reason for his igsistance

the soft yet purifying voice said

you are the one

one what with confused yet knowing tone that shows the way of wisdom and knowledge

the lone wolf

from the wolf priestess of the moon with the life giving and ever lasting light

the silver shine that turns the clouded waters of shame and disspere into the waters that will purify the ones with
dark souls and the dark hearted

please feel my silver tears as they drop upon you the lone wolf our only hope for survival

please let my tears soke within your fur the pure white fur with a silver tint to each blade as it waves in the
natures wind

the howl can be heard from a distant land through the winds of time

breath the wind smell the fragrance of the
wind that carries my silver dust to those in need

you are the lone wolf you have to chose your destiny we all do and we all have the power to in mind wisdom and
time

choose yours what path will you take

the path of eternal darkness were life will never be whole where new life will be agenced the laws of nature where
only the rose with the siring red of the blood that they color there petal with of the ones they hurt will stand for
hate and destruction

or the path of eternal light where the moon is always full filling the dark sky with it's vibrant silver light that pears
through the darkness like a feather through a cloud the sound will always be heard the howl of time, life, wisdom,
knowledge and of the start where the wolf became the creature it is now full of happiness and joy the everlasting
pease where the dark side of nature now full of light spearing it across the earth to bring back what was once pease

please choose the path you want your heart and mind to walk

please choose fast as the beating of the wolf's heart quickens and straightens to reply

the path I choose is the path that my heart allows that path is the way of the eternal light

the garden starts to ignite the sent of darkness fading in the distance as the rose petals fall then incinerates into
ash

through the silver wind the petals flow of the life of darkness now has no time left and is overcome by the light

the pure hearted one the lone wolf has purified all the sin everything that had to do with darkness

we praise the lone wolf for the light for his pure heart and for pease

the mirror that stands with the reflection of ones self pears through the soul and creates a mirror image

a significant other the dark other that pores the darkness all over the land that kills for it's blood thirsty pleaser that
loves misery and pain so much that it arouses the other of darkness

then the twine of the light the one to free us all from pain and the dark ones control the lone wolf with his pure
heart is our last hope

as the darkness rolls in the wolves flee to the sides of the battle ground where blood will be spilt and sin will fall

the wolf of the dark with his eyes of pain and blood

the wolf of the light with his golden eyes of pure light and pease

the battle begins as the dark other and the light other lunge with fangs ready to spill blood

the battle is fierce much blood was spilt but there is more the dark others fangs pearse and rip into the flesh spilling
the pure blood onto the white coat pain surges through the light others wound and body

the light other pirces his fangs into the dark other flesh then smashing him to the ground while the worm but dark
blood fills his mouth and spills through his teeth like a fountain then lunges at him again

the dark other lunges toward the light other claming his massive jaw around the bottom of the light others rib cage
then to the ground with a defining crash

the light other lays on the ground feeling so much pain, feeling the blood trickling down his fur and feeling his
heartbeat slower and slower and his breathes get shorter and shorter

the dark other with a fearce gaze in his eyes slams his paw on the light others heart a defining yelp could be heard

from miles away to bad I have to end your life we could have been good together still with his paw on the light
others heart I can feel the beating of your heart slowing down just face it your fate is to die and that's it

the dark other opens his mouth to deliver the final blow

the strangth from with in gave a power surge then lunges at the dark others heart plunging him to the
ground your finished delivering the final blow

the dark other has passed to the underworld where the darkness will
never fade the sin will never be lifted where time it's self will never be purified

the lone wolf we thank you for our happyness for our sin to be lifted for the moon to rise with it's silver shine

the wolves now howl not just to the full moon but also to the legend of the lone wolf.

Written By
Silver Wolf.

Eh, here's another. One of more my more "gothic/dark" side.

Death

Cold. Numb.
My eyes stay close as my body shuts down.
The beating of my heart,
the air in my lungs
become shallow as I fall deeper into a breathless slumber.
Can’t be saved. Can’t be awaken.
Nobody to say good-bye too.
Nothing to wake up for.
I see light. Death.
I take in my last breath
my heart slows down to a halt.
It’s the happiest moment of my life
I no longer have to live in the Hell mankind has made.

#3 of 9 from Dragon a Day:

On Teaching a Dragon
Kindle your flame, my little red
do you know not to control?
A small exhale to spark a fire;
and beath through it your soul.

Relax your wings, my little red
do you know not how to fly?
Just imagine what it's like up there;
and watch yourself go by.

Soothen your pains, my little red
do you know not how to heal?
My heart, my blood, my tears, my love;
all yours to have and feel

Losten your mind, my little red
do you know not how to hear?
Just lean your head against my chest;
the thoughts will soon come clear.

Soften your eyes, my little red
do you know not any rest?
Shut them tight for just one sec;
and dream through it your best.

That's exactly how I want it to be. You see, my poetry has no explicit meaning because I want it so that my readers will be able to draw conclusions for themselves. By "conclusions", I am refering to its meaning; Why did I write this poem? What does it say? What can it mean? Things like that.



I studied the construction and effects of poetry for two years in school. I know my way around it, but there is still much to learn.

That was........awesome! I can't describe it without wanting to shout! I found it to be very emotional and real. Again as I have said before your description of the events and the words you use to describe them make me visualize this in my mind and I gotta say it's incredible. Very touching. Keep this up!

Thanks agian for your complements I will keep going you can count on it.

Another one...It's sort of in the sadder ranges of poems...But oh well...-_-;

(No title for this one...)

Your eyes never waver,
Your pulse just won't beat,
You're having odd behavior,
And our eyes won't meat.

I look one way,
And the stoney silence remains,
Today is a depressing day,
And my thoughts are filled with pain!

Why can't you wake up!
Why do you make no sound?
And I notice that deathcup...
And you are dead I found...

Then I go silent...
And then I stop breathing...
And my crying gets violent.
And my chest starts heaving.

You are dead...
And dead is gone...
A million tears I shed...
I won't see you for long...

Well...there it is...

Haha ok i thought i'd share a poem i wrote with you all.


"The Animal's Soul"

Within myself I feel something strange occurring.
A revolution within my soul

The spirit of an animal resides in the very core of my heart,
Awaiting a chance for exposure, the beast within breaks free.

More vivid dreams appear in deep slumber as it reveals itself to me

Senses reawakened by the scent of the forest floor
Sensation surges through me as lightning through the sky

Bounded by emotions I see the path ahead, the spirit of the animal
The animal recognized its passion for nature as deep as and true exposing itself in many ways

Howling surrounds me as I search about the land
What a transformation that's about to occur I feel deep inside

A wolf pack I encounter zeros in on my as if I am their prey
Expressions run through me

Frantic as I am and as quick as I can be, a sudden change in these beasts.
Once vicious and untamed, now acknowledging me as their own

Happiness abounds me as I am welcomed in with them.
A new journey has unfolded itself in the unlikeliest way to me

A genuine wolf pack.
Nothing can be greater.

Finding my true being,
Majestic, cunning, and intelligent.

The way of the wolf

Animals are a wondrous thing of nature
In many ways, inspiring

Open yourself to them and discover many things
The windows of the soul

Perhaps you'll even discover yourself beholding the eye of the tiger

Moondance

This poem is a legacey writin on an ancient scroll that only the

wolf can understand

for the words are in wolf tongue

that only those who's heart beats with the wolf heart and the

soul has to be pure silver clear as the wolf

to truly understand the meaning

the feeling

the wisdom

the light

the steps to camplete the dance

that will bring out the inner wolf in everyone

the stars that shine

the moon that glimers with a life giveing silver light

in the darkest part of the pitch black sky

where the moon gives the light to those who complete the

sacred dance

to relese the inner wolf and bere your heart and soul to the

moon

play the melody of the sacred song writin by the ancesstors

step the steps of the formation of the sacred wolf

the moon will watch the dance and if completed the ones who

finnish the dance corectly will reless the inner wolf and the

break the sacred silver seal known as the lunar seal of time

that blocks the inner wolf from rising from the eternal flame of

life

play the sacred melody now

the circle of the dark forest leared by a soft yet dark mist that

will only dissapere when the dance is completed

the winds of time whistels a soft tune as it passes the dance

area

then the white drums start soft and slow the pace of the wolf's

heartbeat

then faster and faster

louder and louder

punding like thunder the feeling so intence

then softens slower and slower

the drums stop

the silver flute with it's beutifull and southing sound as it hits

your sence of hearing

faster the flute plays

then the drums start with the beating of the wolf's heart

faster and faster they play

in the forest of eternal darkness the dessendents of the moon

apear

glering with the blood red eyes as they watch the proformance

lub-dum as the beat of the drums play harder and faster

the flute the it's silver tone of the light and of the night the wolf

is born

glearing still as the dessendent of the moon pore there soul

into and onto the dance floor of gaia and the moon

the creator of this world

the creator of all life and everything

the drums still playing the beat

to each beat of the drums the moon gets briter

and briter

silver dust falls from the moon

onto the dance floor lighting up the surface with a silver glow

that can be seen from all over the sephere of life

and from space and time

one of the desendents of the moon jumps on to the floor where

the sacred dance is being proformed

silver glow gets brighter and brighter

the wolf sits down the silver glow forms like a rose as the silver

petals close around the wolf that is a pure mystery and beuty

the drum harder then one simple yet loud beat shatters the

silver rose petals into silver dust

the wolf that was once there is now human with jet black hair

and a silver violan

he takes the violan and play across the strings with a sering

flaming sound

the three insterments play together as one like all the wolf's

hearts beat as one

the howling of the wolves that sits and watch rises over the

trees through the winds of time all across the sephere of life

the beutifull howl could be heard

more wolves gather to whitness the birth of the new world and

the new life that is now going to be the wolf

a silver ray of light burns the sacred symble of the moon onto

the dance floor that hits the outer circal

the part that wasn't burnt shaters it's silver glow

the inner circal lite up and from the ground rises another but

bigger silver rose that has the sacred symbal of the moon

imbedded on the front in shimering gold

the sysmble lites up then the silver rose ignites with a silver

flame

the rose shatters spreading the silver shards across the wrold

in the rose stood a human with silver eyes thats glows in the

darkest part of the eternal darkness

his hair silver as the refetion of the full moon on the dark cold

water

his coat long and white with the sacred symble of the moon in

shimering gold

his pants white with silver chians raped around the lages that

cross over to the back

his belt buckle a silver wolf head with light blue topaz for the

eyes

his white under coat has two lunar symbles one on each the

left side and the right side that lights up solid gold

his necless with the wolf head emblem with the same topaz

eyes just like the belt buckle

the eyes glow

he takes his his neckless off and throus it high up to the moon

a ray of light shines off the neckless

a silver saphere forms around the neckless

the drums and the other insterment handed down as the luner

insterment play togehter then hard for a sec

the silver saphere shatters and in the silver saphere was a the

final insterment of the four

the silver electric gutair with the light blue strings and it's

dubble head

the back of the gutair shaped like the wolf's head

the gutair falls into the hands of the silver one

he grabs his pick the other insterments stop

he smashes down hard across the strings giveing and electric

silver tone the final addition to the moondance

his finger play the sacred notes of the melody

the other insterments join in

the circal where the dance is being proformed a silver flame

forms on the outer rim of the farthest circal

the silver flame fallows the burn and completes the symble

the moon shines it's full light onto the area engulfing everyone

the light sudenly fades but the people still glow

the form of the people change then they fall to the ground as if

they had four legs

the silver glow that covers them shatters and inside the light

was now the birth of the sacred creature

the wolf and all it's beuty and mystery

was born

the sacred melody of the moon was completed the ones who

partisipated are now the dessendents of the moon

the creature we know today as the wolf and always will be.




Writin
By Silver Wolf.