Dreams of the past,
Melt into the future,
The road on which we travel,
In Time’s Corridor,
We whisper along like specters,
Hundreds of thousands,
Each one unaware,
Of the Fate that awaits us,
Guided by her hand;
Fate, her eyes blind,
We all are the same,
We all are united,
And when she pushes us,
To the end of our era,
Where we’re old and wrinkled,
Less substantial than a feather,
We’ll fall beneath the Grave of Fate,
And shatter like forlorn glass,
Neither a breath nor a memory,
Upon the Face of Time.
Author notes
This IS 20 lines if you don't count the spaces. Hopefully, you don't count the spaces. e-e
And I may write a longer version of this. It's obviously inspired by the picture, but also 'Corridors of Time' in the game Chrono Trigger. I played it because it seemed fitting while I wrote it.
WHOO, FIRST CONTEST ENTRY.
A contest entry
- Picture Inspired..... No Prewrites..... by AngelicMistress.
1750 points, ended June 16, 2008, 16 entries
Honorable mention
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
LALA
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wow amazingly, just...just...beautimous! i love it, you are the best ever, and you had best take that to heart and keep writing like this!
major applause!
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This is a very beautiful poem. I took a look at the picture, and I think that it goes well with it. Very brain twitching. Makes you think. Kudos, pancakes, and keep on working!
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HI Poet:
What an awesome take on the prompt!
I have enjoyed greatly this piece, and
I thank you for having entered my contest.....
Good luck! Blessed be,
AngelicMistress...Tanya
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