Morning or night; light or dark; good or bad, it comes.
The woft of the Giail that brings past reminders;
With the broad sword of pain that burns down the homes.
Taking away life beneath its flaming embers.
Many forms does'th come, reaping innocents!
Claiming lives of the future lands,
Hypnotizing the people of present
With ideas of no relagent sense.
Although he comes in many, his destruction stays the same.
Terrorizing many with fear of tomorrow.
Who is brave enough to outwit this knave?
Who rips away the life of the borrow.
The answer I do know, dear friends of the land.
For I forget'th not what he has done to me,
With his blade of worldly endeavors.
But my fight was not with weapon, but with the courage to look away.
"This seems strange and deadly of you,"
The people all doubat,
"To turn away, for it is of you."
Listen before you obate!
By turning away his hold will crumble.
His feel will fail, his knees will quake, and the sword of pain will falter.
And his fate will be of the ground of Pumble.
The will you be set free from his halter.
Morning or night; light or dark; good or bad, it comes.
The woft of the Giail that brings past reminders;
With its broad sword of pain that burns the homes,
Taking away life beneath its flaming embers.
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COOL!!! OH MY GOODNESS! I love this poem!! Wow. All I can say is that it was all I had hoped it would be when you said you wrote it kind of like Jabberwocky. Really, really good. I like that you italicized the words you made up; it helped me understand the poem.
One thing I did notice. You said: "His feel will fail, his knees will quake, and the sword of pain will falter." Did you mean to say his feet will fail? If you didn't it still sounds cool. Thinking about his "feel" failing is intense!! And also, you wrote: "The will you be set free from his halter." Did you mean to say, "then you will be set free from his halter"?
GREAT JOB! Keep writing!
~WritingforHim99
Thank you so much! Yeah, I accidentally typed those words wrong, it is supposed to be "then you will be set free from his halter." and it is supposed to be "feet" not "feel".
I really like this. It doesn't seem too childish, like something you'd read to a child. But it definitely seems like a great poem to read in class, and I see what you mean by it being similar to the Jabberwocky.
I had to do a very similar assignment in my sophomore year. It seems like you re-wrote it, but instead of just replacing the words... you made it your own. Almost as if you claimed the poem, but paid tribute to the brilliant man that is Lewis Carroll.
The "made up words" are so perfectly disguised that i hardly noticed what words you made.
I truly enjoyed this.
Good luck to you!
Thank you so much!
It has a lot of made up words in it. It was an assignment in class in which we had to make our own poem using Lewis Carroll's writing style for the Jabberwocky.