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Open Poetry #42

The Story of a Boy

xTr3m3sT
Member

since 2008-03-03

Posts 415

0 posted 2008-04-02 06:10 PM

It was a cold and gloomy night,
The darkness absorbed any type of light.
These type of days get me nervous,
Cause' you will never know what will surface,
In front of your eyes at any giving moment,
So as he's walking through this place, he plans each and every movement,
With the accuracy of a government marksman.
Carefully walking through this pitch black canvas in a short time span,
He is walking towards his door and he get attacked and beat,
Trying to escape this man will be an enormous feat.
He fights for his life and the man throws him in the air,
Suddenly everything is in slow motion and without a care,
He kicks the man's face with a crushing blow,
The man then flew back and let him go.
He ran into his house with those forgiving 4 walls,
He contemplates killing the man, pacing inside his hall.
Then the hall changes in a sudden flash,
He's surrounded by fire with brimstone and ash.
This night has been the worst night of his existence,
He went on his knees and asked God for forgiveness.
He said ''Please what did I do wrong''?
God's ear is deaf, as if he is singing a horrible song.
He then realize that he needs to fight his way out,
So with a sudden burst of unreal energy He shouts,
A war cry that can be heard in the heavens,
He then runs through the fire, while eleven,
Demon mercenaries wait for me on the other side,
His first instinct was to hide, but then he gathered his pride,
And ran straight towards those evil looking demons.
Attacking with all of his might, without any reason,
He goes berserk and start ripping at limbs like a tiger eating it's prey.
Suddenly the darkness dissolves into day,
And he is standing there in his hall shaken and scared,
The man is gone and he is spared.
Then he looks outside and the shadow of darkness is gone,
He looks around and yells ''WHAT IS GOING ON''.
This story ends here but the boy does not,
For he is you right now, you are his knot,
So I will leave you with this complication,
It is up to you to decide what is the ending conclusion.

Robert E. Jordan
Member Rara Avis

since 2008-01-25

Posts 8541
Philadelphia, Pennsylvania

1 posted 2008-04-02 07:03 PM

XTr3m3sT,

Nice writing Babe. I used to write like that many years ago. Keep hacking at it, you'll get there.

Bobby

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