mervyn797
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Hi to everyone who will be reading this post. xD
I always loved the idea of writing poems, though I never really did, because I was quite shy. After winning the Poem of The Week, though I am filled with new confidence. I love to write poems with a social message..... I don't really know why. :P
So, I present before you two of my poems. The second one is the winning entry for the Poem of The Week though.
Count your drops when you're alive
Dreams of Peace
I always loved the idea of writing poems, though I never really did, because I was quite shy. After winning the Poem of The Week, though I am filled with new confidence. I love to write poems with a social message..... I don't really know why. :P
So, I present before you two of my poems. The second one is the winning entry for the Poem of The Week though.
Count your drops when you're alive
Spoiler:
The sun shone with shimmering shine
On my precious self all with might.
That dreadful hour I can't define
When water I needed to get alright.
I rambled round from dusk to dawn
Searching for that treasure of mine.
In that dreary state I didn't yawn
Because water I needed so divine.
Come to my rescue, my beats decline
And I feel no more, I near my end.
Oh precious water with me do combine
To save me so that I will sure amend.
Alas it is too late, I see no light.
I counted no drop when I was alive.
The last of the rays wish me goodnight.
It is true, I did not deserve to survive.
On my precious self all with might.
That dreadful hour I can't define
When water I needed to get alright.
I rambled round from dusk to dawn
Searching for that treasure of mine.
In that dreary state I didn't yawn
Because water I needed so divine.
Come to my rescue, my beats decline
And I feel no more, I near my end.
Oh precious water with me do combine
To save me so that I will sure amend.
Alas it is too late, I see no light.
I counted no drop when I was alive.
The last of the rays wish me goodnight.
It is true, I did not deserve to survive.
Dreams of Peace
Spoiler:
I woke up in dreamy state
My mind was half asleep.
I saw no thing that I would hate
The scene I saw, could weep.
A bitter battle there ensued
Clashing swords and shield.
Like a storm the men shrewd
I wept, I prayed, I kneeled.
They didn't hear; nor stopped
Though marched ahead with fear.
For glory, for honour, they chopped
Heads, their intentions were queer.
Widows and children long cried
Days and nights, all weather.
Their men, their fathers had died
All that left was old heather.
At once, I gave out a scream
The scene outside was a shock.
I realized this was no dream
No man outside did walk.
Nations and leaders always demand
All we want is peace.
Nevertheless they command
Their guns never decrease.
My mind was half asleep.
I saw no thing that I would hate
The scene I saw, could weep.
A bitter battle there ensued
Clashing swords and shield.
Like a storm the men shrewd
I wept, I prayed, I kneeled.
They didn't hear; nor stopped
Though marched ahead with fear.
For glory, for honour, they chopped
Heads, their intentions were queer.
Widows and children long cried
Days and nights, all weather.
Their men, their fathers had died
All that left was old heather.
At once, I gave out a scream
The scene outside was a shock.
I realized this was no dream
No man outside did walk.
Nations and leaders always demand
All we want is peace.
Nevertheless they command
Their guns never decrease.
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