Kirra am I, Spirit of thought.
Wherever I go destruction is wrought.
Fighting the part where macabre is sought,
run from me, now, or may you all rot!
Alone in this room words flee from my pen
Just to scatter, hysterical, across the page, when
In my mind they weave circles, leave echoes to spin
Webs of vulnerability in dark corners of sin.
The light raineth down from the luminous moon
Where the one who has stolen my heart doth loom.
He hides in his kingdom, impervious, immune
To my cries on his hearth that lie evermore strewn.
My Roses are black and your skin has turned blue.
My Poison's not sweet, but then, neither are you.
Know when you're here that my words will be true,
since I refuse to lie like your parents do.
You'll listen and learn, you piteous fool,
And then realize, aghast, that I'm far from a tool.
You can plead and then moan, I know that I'm cruel!
This is nothing compared to the torture you fueled.
Euphoric and winsome my words make you soar,
They carry you freely through mem'ries and lore.
Aloft in divinity, without thought of a floor,
You'll cajole me until I allow you one more.
Oceanic thought is a perilous path.
It ignites flames in a practical wrath.
No more should you dream of nary but math,
For 't'will only cause anguish as peer-folk will laugh.
Blast what they think, it's a dreary, cold world.
Without dream and ambition, only mis'ry's unfurled.
Do you wish to lie forever, in such a ball curled?
Then break forth a destiny for yourself in this world!
To lie stagnant, content, in this world is a joke
While so many causes are want to be spoke.
There's surely a cause in which righteousness 'vokes.
Then allow the flame burning lukewarm to be stoked!
Author notes
This is the remake of Her Essence, released a while back. It has way more on it, and I figured it would get more reads if I just re-entered it instead of editing it. So, to reiterate, this is my character poem, basically an ode to Kiara Kuro and everything she stands for. In the beginning of this piece it's kind of placid, actually it remains that way in nearly the entire thng, until the end. At that point I like to describe it as "Rawr." So, enjoy, and please, please tell me what you think!
Please tell me what you think
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ahahahh. thank you.
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OH MY GOD I FORGOT YOUR APPLAUSE.
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Luke, I am your FATHER!
>.>
Anyway yeah. Uhm yay? XD I don't really know what to say :// Amazing job though :]
I love yo' vocabulary and suchness. XD and you're amazing way with words.
I hate you :] you suck at life but not at poetry. !! -
Stupendous!
Hmm, I wonder why there aren't any comments on this one. There are a lot of rich words in this poem, and interesting thoughts. I like the archaic yet playful tone. The sharp, scenic vindictiveness has a nice punch to it, as well.
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