poetry
The Legacy
___________________________________
I took my sword,
I killed the lord,
I slain the horde,
I blamed the Morgue,
He did his best,
I stabbed his chest,
I passed the test,
I killed the rest,
He knew he messed,
With the best,
I did the quest,
I torched his nest,
He made a jest,
About my quest,
I wandered west,
To find his crest,
He knew me well,
He went to hell,
I could tell,
He would repell
And he would dwell,
Within my dreams,
And in the streams,
In the fire,
He would tire,
And he would desire,
To live again . . . .
_________________________
Makes little sense but its a good ryme.
CJ_________
Im am Craka J,
And yes I'm okay.
I may be a bit crazy,
and yes a bit lazy.
But with my poet skills,
I bring down some chills,
I failed my class,
I wish I could pass,
And now I'm finally done!
Hunting with a bow
__________________________________
Put the arrow on the bow,
And relax yourself from head to toe,
Pull back hard and let it go,
And wait till you hit the doe!
__________________________________
as i said 'doe' i meant a deer ...nice lil poem eh? thought it up in 2 mins lol
I am the one!
I am the king!
I am the one!
I am the only!
I am the hunn!
I stand here!
You stand there!
You pull the knife!
I pull the gun!
I pull trigger!
You start to run!
And now remember!
I am the one!
now here's a gangsta @$$ poem! lol
War Song
__________________________________________________________
The sound of war is now!
The reason of man is how,
They set out far and near,
As for what the villagers hear,
The battles are Tough,
And the men are Rough,
Slashing thier swords at each other,
Fight back to back, against each brother,
Stains of blood and madness,
flow through the sadness,
until the war is undone...
__________________________________________________________
ah, this is my last poem, kinda running out of idea's...but ill post again once i get one in my head.
WORLD OF WARCRAFT
__________________________________________________ _______________
In the lands of Dalaran,
The mages use thier staff,
Using thier magic craft,
Mana is used,
In many ways,
Of the mages of Dalaran,
In the lands of Kalimdor,
The Grass is always green,
The light shines down upon its trees,
And you could feel its gentle breez,
Orcs or here,
Humans too,
Pull out a sword,
And fight the hoard,
In the lands of Kalimdor,
In the lands of the Barrens,
Tauren stare out thier caverns,
In the heat,
Upon thier backs,
Comes some more from the barracks,
Tauren the strong,
Cairne the old,
Thrall the wise,
In his Stronghold,
Making plans,
On when they attack,
In the lands of the Barrens,
And In this world,
A world of war,
Set mind with steel,
The Tauren squeel,
The Orcs Groan,
The Humans Screem,
As each brakes thier bones,
War is out,
War is loose,
Blood comes out,
Bodies fall,
Low or high,
Short and Tall,
As each race begins to Brawl...
__________________________________________________________________
well, here is one a bit more related to warcraft3...About 3 parts of wc's world...and its race.
Dawn, Noon, Then Dusk.
__________________________________________________ _______________
It's now dusk,
Darker than sleep,
Darker than the meadow's weep,
Pale black,
Black as the shadows blackness;
The sun came up,
It's now noon,
And light as ever,
Lighter than the fire,
But yet heaven's light is ever more brighter,
Brighter than a wed's dress,
And the sky is blue,
A light blue at that,
And it shines as much as the sun,
Making you squint,
As you look out in the open fields;
The sun is low,
Yet not low enough to bring another blackout to our world,
Yet instead a pink-red colored sky,
As if it were first set upon a field of roses,
And the hills are also light,
But still could be seen only as shadowed lumps of the horizon sun,
We watch the sun drop,
Dropping ever lower below,
Below the glorious hills of lands,
Until it met with the fallen shadows,
And then...
Black goes the world,
Until another day.
__________________________________________________ _______________
this one is pretty cool...but yet again, about the sky/earth! my next one will be a bit more war-like.
The Fate of the lands
__________________________________________________________________
The land is great
The land is green,
The fate is high
The Sunlights Beam,
Under a hill and over a tree,
A bottomless pit we begin to see,
Throughout the valley of redhill peak!
Through the madness,
And passed the gleam,
And As we pass the Stream,
We forget the hell we have seen,
Yonder breech,
Yonder fall,
The land is great,
From hall to hall,
From under a tree,
we begin to see,
The ocean blue with light in me!
Ok, this one is a bit longer, but it makes more sense lol. but there is only one problem in my poems...
I use big words to make the poem make sense, but by accident, i might have made it worse then! o well...
***ENRUTHY SKIES***
Enruthy Skies
In the fall we stand;
and peace cannot be made;
by night and moon;
by light and day,
we begin to see over;
over the hills and over the mountains,into the trees and through the valleys;
as we over look the nature from the castle towers, peeking through the valley's and passed the streams, into the nightless eye of the sunless sky, have we came here to stray;
with the light in our hands and on our chests, and on our face's, we see;
that In the fall we stand.
Im used to making poems that are involving the sky,earth...war and or peace.
Most of my poems are kinda fruity or hippie-ish. but i enjoy making them, and thats why i continue making poems.
Ill post more poems in a few minutes, or so.
-Craka_J (the only!)
