Look at that; again, you were rontaken
Yet, since you're God, I will be ignoruled
And, for the crimes proclaimed, I'll be absaken,
Forced outside and truly rejecooled
Working hard, as always, but trisfeated
All I'd built had left me delonied
Without strength, my energy enpleted
Then, for that weakness, I was acaside
In darker winds, I was not terrifrared
I always taught myself to nevcofort
So those who came to kill were entrasnared
And few who came survived my seldeslaught
Brewaken, dreams out here will indeaflict
Motaken to desire will concavict
Author notes
1. Using portmanteau, you must create 15 original words.
It's kind of a Sonnet. Apparently they don't have to be ten syllables per line, which is what I always believed.
Rontaken – Wrong, mistaken
Ignoruled – Ignored, overruled
Absaken – Abandoned, forsaken
Rejecooled – Ridiculed, rejected tool
Trisfeated – Mistreated, defeated
Delonied – Alone, denied
Enpleted – Entirely depleted
Acaside – Cast aside
Terrifrared – Terrified, afraid, scared
Nevcofort, Never need comfort
Entrasnared – Trapped, ensnared
Seldeslaught – Self-destructive onslaught
Brewaken – Break, awaken
Indeaflict – Inflict death
Motaken – Moments taken
Concavict – Convict, cage
Adding these ridiculous looking words to the end of my lines.. ha, all good fun.
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