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Came the breeze
Of long ago
That whispers of
Something unknown
Spreading whisper
Of a myth
That something here
Is amiss
It told the trees
To hide their leaves
And told the seas
To lie deep below
For time had turned
And once again
The evil Thaine
Walked earth once more
The skys turned black
And Mountains fell
Turned to ash
Were the plains
And then the wind
Died down at last
The skys cleared up
And life returned
But so much was lost
And not much was there
The mountains grew
And birds then flew
Plains then died
And humans cried
As everything around them
Came crashing down
The death of men
Brought him again
And what was lost
Was then again found
The world was lost
And then came the worst
Nothing escaped
From the end
The world destroyed
Without a chance
For any to survive
The world was gone
Forever from space
And none still live
To tell of its fate
Now it moves
To a new target
It is spreading all over
It's out of control
There is no hope
In the end of the world...
~Tommie J. Smith (Zionia) on 12/4/2005
Of long ago
That whispers of
Something unknown
Spreading whisper
Of a myth
That something here
Is amiss
It told the trees
To hide their leaves
And told the seas
To lie deep below
For time had turned
And once again
The evil Thaine
Walked earth once more
The skys turned black
And Mountains fell
Turned to ash
Were the plains
And then the wind
Died down at last
The skys cleared up
And life returned
But so much was lost
And not much was there
The mountains grew
And birds then flew
Plains then died
And humans cried
As everything around them
Came crashing down
The death of men
Brought him again
And what was lost
Was then again found
The world was lost
And then came the worst
Nothing escaped
From the end
The world destroyed
Without a chance
For any to survive
The world was gone
Forever from space
And none still live
To tell of its fate
Now it moves
To a new target
It is spreading all over
It's out of control
There is no hope
In the end of the world...
~Tommie J. Smith (Zionia) on 12/4/2005
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I often wonder what the progression towards the end of the world will entail exactly...
...hearing a man (a prophet) in my church tell a young man named Noah that he'll one day have a role in helping people to "get to safety..."
What's going to become of us?
Nice poem. I love the emotions portrayed here
I often have trouble adding EMOTION to my own works, lol. I'm too "acknowledge"y, and it often seems kinda "mechanical," if not ridiculous. XD
...hearing a man (a prophet) in my church tell a young man named Noah that he'll one day have a role in helping people to "get to safety..."
What's going to become of us?
Nice poem. I love the emotions portrayed here
I often have trouble adding EMOTION to my own works, lol. I'm too "acknowledge"y, and it often seems kinda "mechanical," if not ridiculous. XD
thanks you very much. That is something many people have a problem with when they write. It becomes mechanical and very flat. The end result may look nice, and have a great idea to it, but it loses its natural flow and identity. I try to keep the mechanics out of my writing as much as i can and concentrate more on the emotion and the flow of the piece as a whole (both in my writing and my music) because in the end, it is your audience that determines the success or failure of the work. One thing you can do to get rid of some of your mechanics is to just write something down as it pops into your head with out thinking about any of it. Just write, dont stop, dont go back and fix or change anything. See what you get and compare it to your other works. I know this helped me back in highschool when i got into a bit of a writing rut.
Yeah, I once wrote that way in doing this "Short Story" assignment I had to do back in High School...
...that turned out to be TEN+ PAGES LONG, FRONT & BACK! ...
Lol, I've been through a few different things, and I often find that addressing facts (or alluding to them vaguely...) kinda helps the end result seem a little "stronger," whatever that would entail, lol...
But still, lots of people love to read because they want to feel something. I'm attracted to books that give off the idea that the stories therein are likely going to make you laugh, cry, think, or turn lights on out of a desire for security, lol.
...that turned out to be TEN+ PAGES LONG, FRONT & BACK! ...
Lol, I've been through a few different things, and I often find that addressing facts (or alluding to them vaguely...) kinda helps the end result seem a little "stronger," whatever that would entail, lol...
But still, lots of people love to read because they want to feel something. I'm attracted to books that give off the idea that the stories therein are likely going to make you laugh, cry, think, or turn lights on out of a desire for security, lol.
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