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Post by StarsingerWitch on Nov 1, 2004 14:30:17 GMT -5
Ok, I wrote a poem about Star Wars (it's in Strong Critique), and LordMorningStar suggested I start a tread in the challenges SO........ here I am. I wouldn't have thought of it if he didn't say anything, but I'm glad he did. I'm interested to see if anyone will try, before LordMorningStar said anything I thought I was the only one who wrote poetry for Sci-Fi movies. Anyways, I'd love to see what anyone comes up with.
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Post by carpenoctern on Dec 8, 2004 18:01:14 GMT -5
My little loves, how it hurts to look at you To see your sweet faces And be reminded of my lost Anakin I look at you and see what could've been; and what SHOULD have been It breaks my heart to know that you'll be separated You've already lost or are going to lose so much in your young lives You shouldn't have to lose each other too But Anakin made his choice, and now we all must pay the consequences
My precious Luke... You have the eyes of your father and hair the same color Pure in spirit with wide eye innocence Innocence your father used to possess; use it my son, use your ideality
My beautiful Leia... I see our determination in you Ani never backed down back on Tatooine; he knew he had to win, and he did... My will of steel, some would call it stubborn, but it is a strength I can tell you possess
Oh my little loves Can you make it through the struggle I sense ahead? Can the two of you overcome the great evil that stole my beloved Ani from me? I pray that you can; not only for myself- because you two are my redemption But also for the galaxy
Goodbye my loves... I'll be watching you always Goodbye
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Post by StarsingerWitch on Feb 5, 2005 1:00:20 GMT -5
WOWWW..... A-MAZE-ING. My little lightsaber dealie cannot stand to this at all. CarpeNoctem, you've got some talent!!
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Post by MirrorImage || egamIrorriM on Jul 9, 2005 15:21:54 GMT -5
"View of a Timeline"
i was nine saw her come in and smile then i was yelled at... yet it seemed worth it, for i got the chance to talk to the angel dressed in blue and turned out to be the Queen ahh, shit, why does it always have to be the hardest person to get to?
ten years later, assigned to...to her! my life is hers, but...i can't, forbidden... it makes me angry, but thats not allowed either. i'll be removed from the Order...not like it was worth it... What am i saying? this is my life, of course its worth it! but next to her? no...distraction...mother...? no...it can't be...she's gone, gone. those bastards will pay....
i did it! i married her! happiness inevitable! but these dreams, not true! she shall not die, i swear it. i will learn by him, he will teach me, her savior but what about me? im drowning... what an irony, my surprise i killed her with the tool i was to save her.
my lucky day. my former master has died, by my hand. how i had hated him! he seemed not the man he was before, but it matters not now, he is gone. yet, a new feeling, someone different... almost familiar, yet, not the same...
my son, MY SON! thats my feeling of before! he shall die, or he shall become my servant he shall be the apprentice to me his anger and impatience will destroy him but for now, i wait and see if he passes my test.
now, i have him. the master shall prove! he will turn, or he will fall the wrong decision he makes. master disapproves son's life he will take save my son, i must... die master, i will die on the decision of light.
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