Poems - dorks poems what do u think :P

alamgir · 08-21-2004, 02:42 PM

Lost in a lonely and distant land
Staring at the blood stains on his hand
Hordes of evil approaching with haste
He tightens the armour around his waste
All good has perished and all hope is lost
His tears drifting in the cold frost
The monsters appear fiery all through
The humongous army crying death awaits you
He has no where to run and must hold them off
His hopes of survival are severely rough
He ready's his sword for a final fight
The creatures surround him through marching and flight
He calls upon the light one last time
And charges forward with a chill upon his spine
His glistening blade darting in several directions
Slashing at monsters of many selections
He dodges around, faster than any
but the odds are against him although he's killed many
The evil winged beasts swoop down low
And the edge of a sword pierce him to his sorrow
Staring at the cackeling horrors all in chrome
Flashbacks rush through his mind of his former home
His blood spills as he staggers by a tree
This heroe's soul has finally been set free

Edited By alamgir on Aug. 21 2004 at 22:45

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08-21-2004, 02:42 PM	#11
alamgir Senior Member Senior Member Join Date: Jul 2002 Posts: 5,865 Post Thanks / Like Thanks (Given): 0 Thanks (Received): 0 Likes (Given): 0 Likes (Received): 0 Dislikes (Given): 0 Dislikes (Received): 0 Points: 0 Mentioned: 0 Post(s) Tagged: 0 Thread(s) Quoted: 0 Post(s)	Lost in a lonely and distant land Staring at the blood stains on his hand Hordes of evil approaching with haste He tightens the armour around his waste All good has perished and all hope is lost His tears drifting in the cold frost The monsters appear fiery all through The humongous army crying death awaits you He has no where to run and must hold them off His hopes of survival are severely rough He ready's his sword for a final fight The creatures surround him through marching and flight He calls upon the light one last time And charges forward with a chill upon his spine His glistening blade darting in several directions Slashing at monsters of many selections He dodges around, faster than any but the odds are against him although he's killed many The evil winged beasts swoop down low And the edge of a sword pierce him to his sorrow Staring at the cackeling horrors all in chrome Flashbacks rush through his mind of his former home His blood spills as he staggers by a tree This heroe's soul has finally been set free Edited By alamgir on Aug. 21 2004 at 22:45 __________________ [img:sig_uid]http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v209/alamgir/advancedborder-ice.jpg[/img:sig_uid] When your the number one public enemy, who do you turn to?