Hell's minions clasp at our Achilles heels,
Tempting the saint, sinner and hypocrite alike
So that we tread on others' dignity and our own morality,
Aiding us on the way toward the inevitable.
The Reaper severing our connections with the living,
Relieving us of our pathetic, tired and lonely existances,
Escorting us down the pathway to the inevitable
Where malignity is the anthem and destruction is evolution.
Author notes
My first wordbank, I think it's rather short, but, it's the best I could do seeing as I haven't written anything in a while.
Written 26th of April
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I rather like my pathetic, tired and lonely existance.
Enjoyable to read.
Many thanks for entering.
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bravo!
I like it. great poem. Good luck in the contest.
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Not bad at all for the first attempt at a word bank. It gets much quicker as you write more, but at first it seems to take a while to get it all working together. Some of those words have never been in a poem before and you have done an awesome job at getting them all to work together.
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For a first wordbank i think this is a good shot, it's quite clever, short, yet, powerful in it's shortness, good luck in the contest, i'll recommend the other judge has a read of this.
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wow... that is.. thats class, i didn't really understand the metaphore.. i think maybe i have a different outlook on what it's supposed to mean but its really good
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