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An Island I Call Mine

Contributed by baronhawk on Friday, 18th June 2004 @ 09:01:04 AM in AEST
Topic: AngryPoetry



In a sea,
as wide as it can be.
Beyond land,
as far as I can.
Through the shoals,
where waves are out of control.
Over reefs,
many a sailor's grief.

There it stands,
an island I call mine.
Where I am king,
over one and everything.
Trespass not,
or you shall likely be shot.
This I swear,
for all witnesses to bear.

Beyond time,
here will I refine.
A heart of hate,
doomed by unfeeling fate.
A tortured mind,
consigned to twisted rhymes.
My revenge,
will be at thy expense.

Here I stand,
upon these blackened sands.
On these shores,
I plot to even scores.
Harken to me,
for you will all soon see.
All will rue,
the day I claim my dues.

Fate is never kind,
so take what you can find.
The world is never fair,
it belongs to those who dare.
I summon the clouds of storm,
to wreathe my once gentle form.
Lightning shall now dance,
where trust once walked in front.

Woe betide dismay,
I wish upon all today.
Crushed shall be all joys,
no more laughters after my ploys.
Fear and brutal dreams,
I forge and build to brim.
From this island my domain,
I shall bind you all to pain.




Copyright © baronhawk ... [ 2004-06-18 09:01:04]
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Re: An Island I Call Mine (User Rating: 1 )
by Kie on Friday, 18th June 2004 @ 09:18:21 AM AEST
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Although different in regards to the way you normally write it is a well composed poem.

Are you having a bad day or is this the product of random thoughts? I wonder.

At times we all need a safe & private place don't we? In reality at some point we need others around us or at least I do.

I strongly believe that good, solid people exist who would never hurt intentionally. You just have to choose your friends wisely I think.

I enjoyed your poem immensely. :)

Keep on writing!



Re: An Island I Call Mine (User Rating: 1 )
by Avarice_Riot on Saturday, 19th June 2004 @ 10:11:56 AM AEST
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I wish I could stop teenagers from getting beaten up and killed over a stupid kettle. I wish I could slay every single snatch thief that ever existed. I wish I could single-handedly torture rapists. I can't. The world isn't fair, not by a long shot. If it were, I wouldn't be writing poetry because I'd be so happy. Although I've never read something quite like this from you before, I have to say this probably my favorite so far.




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