Derp, so I wanted to do something for NaPoWriMo this year. Wish me luck, y'lot!
Oh, and you guys can post during NaPo and stuff if you want.
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I am the workingman, the inventor, the maker of the world's food and clothes. I am the audience that witnesses history. - Carl Sandburg, I am the People, the Mob
My garments are green shaded Immersed in thunder and raided By a pure symphony of lightning That will forever shine, dancing
My garments, they bewilder They startle in manners tender Shock both common and bourgeois They think me a fool in need of solace
My garments will not change Not for my love nor for any range I will carry my pledge to the grave And I do not need anyone's rave.
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I am the workingman, the inventor, the maker of the world's food and clothes. I am the audience that witnesses history. - Carl Sandburg, I am the People, the Mob
It's always push and pull First you like me then you don't Then you can't and then you won't It always feels like breaking rules It's a tug of war, it's a marathon Worst thing is, they're always ahead And I know it's nothing I ever said 'Coz I said nothing and yet I'm lone I don't know this dating game What do I do, who do I trust? All to all is nothing but dust And everything is always the same.
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I am the workingman, the inventor, the maker of the world's food and clothes. I am the audience that witnesses history. - Carl Sandburg, I am the People, the Mob
Rainbows: A study in colour A perfect picture Life depicted In lovely multicolour.
Rainbows: One small deed Split into seven Physical phenomena Prismatic in appearance.
Rainbows: Sunshine and rain Transcended light No shadow apparent Perhaps invisible?
Rainbows: Different feelings denoted Violet mystery and red passion All colours made to finish A human in its glory.
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I am the workingman, the inventor, the maker of the world's food and clothes. I am the audience that witnesses history. - Carl Sandburg, I am the People, the Mob
My room is a prison A life behind rules Where time is no fun And I am only a mule. My room is a castle Strengthened by hate Locked in with dazzle Where nothing may sate My room is a snare Within all boundaries To enchant all near With the promise of a kiss My room is a fake And so am I too Whatever I make I can only rue.
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I am the workingman, the inventor, the maker of the world's food and clothes. I am the audience that witnesses history. - Carl Sandburg, I am the People, the Mob
Garments - I liked this one, I actually found there to be a lot of humor in it, like a sassiness meets formal "they bewilder, they startle in manners" the rhymes keep it light xD
Games and Rainbows - You do a lovely job with rhymes and flow, I like the end stanza of rainbow: all colors made to finish a human in its glory - that is satisfying!
Room - don't rue it! Keep it going, show us more!<3
