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MANLY AND POETIC POEMS!!!
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MANLY AND POETIC POEMS!!! |
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david_strontium New Member
since 2003-06-28
Posts 7 |
Hello, I just finished a poetry book on a topic that has been rarely discussed in poetry: manliness. This poetry book isn’t necessarily for people who like poetry, but for people who DON’T like poetry. It has several catchy slogans and lines that rhyme and that I made up so you can say to your heart’s content in your mind, weather you’re playing in the last quarter of a football game, gunning down some bad guys (or good guys >D ) or just plain want to be inspired and awed by destruction, chaos, and battle. This book is not for the wimpy, the girly, or the sissy. This book is for the sadomasochistic, megalomaniacal, egomaniacal, sociopathic, psychopathic maniac in all of us. Below are the listings and some sample poems from the book; ENJOY THE PAIN!!!!! I Am The Titan The Nightmare Hero The Champion The Will Of The Blade My Time Will Come Balls Evil Power Honor Legend Of Destruction Red Green Beautiful Women Battle Of The Invincibles Find My Own Way Strength Greatness Glory The Will To Write Army Of One The Demons Of Revenge Ironman Football Awaken Fight In Hell King Of Violence Dreams The Maddening The Sweet Taste Of Poison Warrior Gladiator Pain Defeat Violence Hero The first poem revolves around the introduction of a character from a new book that I will finish soon. You can probably guess the title of the book by reading this and the rest of the poems. It centers on an immortal warrior who changes the fates of other stories. In this poem, he describes himself to the reader and describes vaguely the actions that he performs and what he is. I AM THE TITAN I am the titan. When darkness falls, when madness rises, I am the titan, to fight them all. Too much fear, too much suffering, I am the titan, to quell them all. Armies of rage massing, heroes of virtue dying, Evil’s grip closing, lands of peace falling, I am the titan, to bring order to all. Madman killing, freedom failing, no one left, to stop criminals assailing. No one left, to bring peace in sight, I am the titan, to bring order through right! Endings of misery come and go, no one left, to correct the flow. I will change what chaos makes, for I am the titan, and I will make right the endings of long ago, and break what madness creates. No hero knows, what destiny befalls them, for there is no path but what is thought for them. Only at one time, did no one know, the endings at once, long foretold. I see the path that I must change, for I am the titan, and I will make new what has been made. Through might, I will make right, the plight that is in sight, for I am the titan, and you will know the fight. In sight, you will see the fight, that brings all this night, for I am the titan, and you must know that I will not die tonight. Too little heroes, too many villains, all that differs, is how they kill zillions. No one left, to fight for the millions, but me, for I am the titan, for I will bring freedom to all civilians. No one to stop them, none to oppose them, fewer to fight them, and only one to dispose of them, for I am the titan, and I must stand with those who are against them, to the end, until there are none to fend them. If ever there is an ending to a story that you don’t like, dream of me, and I’ll be there, to make it right. I am the titan, and you will know what is wrath, I am the titan, then you will know the path. I am the titan, and you will see what I am, I am the titan, then you will see that I can. I am the titan, and you will feel what is right, I am the titan, then you will feel my might. I am the titan, and you will hear my voice, I am the titan, then you will hear my choice. I am the titan, and you will sense the menace, I am the titan, then you will sense my presence. I am the titan, and forever I stand before you, forgotten, as a legend of destruction untold to you, but as a hero, hidden in the shadows of others, to be awakened, when there is not another, a warrior, unlike all before, ready to fight for all those more, unwilling to give up against the forces of mad, ready to fight, against all that is bad. This poem is included as is the first one in the book that I will be finishing soon. This poem is spoken to a child that has nightmares about horrible creatures. In the story, she is supposed to fall asleep after she hears the poem, and the protagonist is supposed to enter her dreams to literally fight the demons for her. THE NIGHTMARE HERO When you sleep in twilight, you dream through the night, of nightmare villains, that give you fright. You have never had a hero, for which to implore, to fight for you, against the ravaging hordes. I am your titan, I am the champion, to clear your obstructions. I am your warrior; I am the legend of your nightmares destructions. For I am the savior, I am the fighter; I am the warrior, for our unending fears. I am the helper, I am the healer, I am the queller, to your unending tears. I have always fought monsters from front and behind, but I have never fought demons, in one’s young mind. I am the blade of your vengeance, the will of your courage, the bringer of silence, in your dreams to nourish. The freer of blame, in your minds prison, the destroyer of shame, to Aleve all tension. You will be warm, throughout the cold night, away from the swarm, that gives you such fright to be free, when the nightmares come, to fly away when all evil is undone, to have all that is bad, die as it runs. Dream of me, for I will be there to fight your demons, to keep them away, from your sweet dreamings, away from chaos, as if you were swimming, swimming into joy, as if you were sleeping. I am the silent whisper, to quell all your fears, I am the nightmare hero, to wash away your tears. I am the righteous warrior to make all evil weep, I am the nightmare hero, to guard your mind as you sleep. I am the calm ocean to make all madness die, I am the nightmare hero, to watch you as you fly. I am the keeper of your swell dreams, to keep you away from hellish fiends. I am the sweeper of unwelcome minds, to keep you away from unwelcome rhymes. I am the reverser of all that is bad, to keep away all dreams that come out sad, to keep away all fiends that drive you mad, by any means I will make you glad. No one can see me in reality’s field, but in here, in the realm of fiction, I am real, to keep you concealed, from all that is evil, to shut out the darkness that wants to cloud your sky, to shut out the voices that make you cry, to shut out the demons that wish to pry, to shut out the rhymes that make you sigh, I am the nightmare hero in your eye, to keep you always in fly, to always make you soar high, away from all demons that cloud your mind, to the stars to say bye, soar high fly into the sky, away from all that makes you shy, into the night, forever in flight, out of sight, from all fright. This poem is the first that appears in the book that I will finish soon. It is a message from the creator (me) to the protagonist of the book. This is one of my favorite poems. THE CHAMPION Is there no champion to help us all against the forces of evil that wish to make us fall? Is there no champion to fight for us, against the madness that is rage that wants to destroy us? Is there no champion to protect our lives, against the psychos that wish to make us die? There is a champion in our lives that hides deep within our minds, waiting to be unleashed upon the world, to make all evil die unfurled. We hear its power, we feel its pride, we know its strength, we see its mind. It is the champion that waits for us, helping our world, as it must, hiding from us, in the dusk, fighting the demons, in the dust. The champion is hidden from us, in the minds of dreamers, to be unleashed in the hearts of fighters. It is a mystical warrior that cannot be undone, that is only unleashed, when all that is left is one. A warrior, unknown to all before, to be remembered, in the eyes of lore, to be forgotten, when all is done, to be known, when the time has come. An invincible fighter, to be dreaded by all villains, to be cherished, by all civilians. A titan of power, a philosopher of wisdom, a fighter for virtue, a warrior for freedom. Behind the minds of those that fear, lies the unconquerable hero that all must hear. The only one that opposes all tyrants, a warrior with no fortune, that is always defiant. The champion that is denied, of all but the will to fight, for all that have died. A thing that cannot be described by words, that can only be seen, when it is heard. A fighter that cannot be denied of wrath, that can only be felt, with the incoming attack. A champion that cannot be defeated by rage, that can only be hurt, by the will of the blade. These are the things that make the champion so, that make it defiant, against all who overthrow. This is the way the champion is, to be without a full born heritage. To be a figment of imagination, to only be remembered, through fascination, to always be forgotten by neglegation, to never be cherished, for emancipation. Oh champion, how is it you change the fates of others, but you yourself, are like no other? Oh champion, how are you so strong and powerful, but without your master, you are now doubtful? Oh champion, how are you so dreaded and revered, by all those, you for have fought and persevered? Because you are the champion of all, to be neglected, in minds that do not recall, to be reminisced, when you are only a mist, to be forgotten, because your are amiss, to be dreaded, by all you overthrow, to be revered, by only those who know. You are the champion of the ages, a warrior with no declaration, a warrior who only exists in the imagination to be made real through fascination. You are the champion of divine retribution, to be unknown, through benign exclusion. You are the champion of infinite destruction, to be awakened, with life’s obstruction. You are the champion of endless rage, to be unleashed, at each turn of the page. You are the champion who knows no bounds, that can never be hindered, and is always unfound. You are the champion for all of us, to never relent, as you must, to never retreat, into the dusk, to never waver, with our trust. To be a legend of destruction that has no end, always ready to fight and defend. You will be an unconquerable weapon to teach all evil, all a lesson, to make those with madness and rage, feel the wrath, of endless pain! http://www.iuniverse.com/bookstore/book_detail.asp?isbn=0-595-28381-0 |
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Janet Marie Member Laureate
since 2000-01-22
Posts 18554 |
Well...I am a girlie girl and I gotta tell ya---You are soooo in the wrong place if you want an audience that dont like poetry. But whatever... Welcome to Poetry Land. rofl |
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david_strontium New Member
since 2003-06-28
Posts 7 |
I found a woman who loved what I wrote, this is what she said: Mr. Strontium, Your writting is powerful and left me feeling strong in the face of adversity. I am a woman but that shouldn't matter what a grand piece of work. Congratulations on your book. I shall have to return to your book when feeling powerless. Alicia Luck I was suprised myself, also if you look at the poem listing, you'll find a poem called "Beautiful Women" I wrote that because I didn't want my father thinking I was incapable of writing anything sweet. Thanks for the response. [This message has been edited by david_strontium (06-29-2003 11:07 AM).] |
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Poet deVine
Administrator
Member Seraphic
since 1999-05-26
Posts 22612Hurricane Alley |
David, welcome to Passions in Poetry!! I hope you enjoy your stay here. We are a family who likes to read and reply to everyone. So take some time to get to know us. Please check your email for a special greeting.  |
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paladin
since 2001-08-05
Posts 930Pensacola,Fl. |
In days of old poetry was a prized skill of noble knights.Welcome fo passions. paladin |
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Mistletoe Angel 
since 2000-12-17
Posts 32816Portland, Oregon |
  (sigh) I must say that I don't believe in stereotypes one bit, and therefore do not believe in "manliness" or how men and women should be associated, yet I do respect your thoughts and these are strong poems to make up a fine debut! (big hugggssssss) Welcome to Passions, sweet David, may you be inspired by all of us here as we will all be inspired by your lovely words! I can't wait to read more of your wonderful poetry, sweet friend, we all love you so much! You have such a beautiful heart, sweet David, thank you for sharing! May love and light always shine upon you! Love, Noah Eaton Underneath your clothes, there's an endless story |
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david_strontium New Member
since 2003-06-28
Posts 7 |
Thank you for the response all; I was worried that this forum was the type that did not move topics to the top that were updated with a new post. I will now see other poeple's topics and discuss. Thank you all for your comments and your words of encouragement. Thank you Poet deVine, paladin, and Mistletoe Angel paladin, I didn't know that poetry was a skill resereve for knights, interesting. Thank you Poet deVine for your ecard, I really liked it. Mistletoe Angel, thank you for your kind words, I will have to past your response in my red book. Janet Marie, thanks for the response :-) I can only hope that my writing strengthens you. I hope you all enjoy my book. |
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