It's the crew that you choose to sail with,
It's the dudes that you choose to chill with,
It's the gang that you choose to rob the bank:
The dank skank(s) you choose to prank.
When the world sways against you,
When the hourglass presses against you,
When the Fates themselves immolate you:
Your chosen one(s) hold ground for you.
The choices you make, the actions you do
The words you say, the shrubs you hew,
Every path walked, every step taken,
Takes you back to them who still stand unshaken.
For whom love is war and truth is seldom relative,
For whom time isn't cruel and hate is just made up,
For the people who are there to take initiative:
Friend(s), who stay with you and never ever give up!
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Hia Rebel, since I just read Alex' Social Week poem, I thought to myself: Why not continue to the trend? =D
Oh I love the phrasing with holding ground for you!
Also the hourglass as a representation for time running out but you can make it worth it bc you have friends!
I also like "the shrubs you hew" because it feels so random and it fits the rhyme :3 Not sure if there is a deeper meaning behind it but if yes, it is kinda lost on me
In general, I am really happy with the rhymes in this one :3
Thank you for sharing!
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Hi, Dragonight here to review this interesting poem.
I want to start off by saying I don't really know the rules of poetry but I want to give my thoughts on this all the same.
I find that most good poems tell a story and I was able to see one here so good job on that. The story I saw is growing up and choosing who to hang out with and how they influence you as you grow. If you choose a good group, they will stick with you no matter what. The world can be cruel but you can make it through with friends.
It also tells the story of a hard, perhaps gangster life. Though I may be interpreting more than you meant.
If I were to finds some criticism, the last line of the last paragraph and the second last of the second paragraph don't seem to match the rhythm of the paragraphs they are in.
The grammar looks great and I didn't see any spelling mistakes, so good on you for that.
Overall, the poem was the perfect length and told a good story that made me think. Great job!
May blazing dragon-fire light your path and ignite the flames of your inspiration.