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unreal reaper
An assault on the mind, an assault on the soul, an assault on the heart, an assault no one knows. Hides in the darkness, hunts in the light, lives in the nightmares, hurls into fight. None have heard, none have seen, the news unknown, that evil fiend, what we've lost, what we hate, the early deaths, the darkened fates. The dark madness, the untold lives, the fierce horror, the bloody knives. The saddened eyes, the shedded tears, no last good-byes, the patient years. The waiting is done, the truth arrives, crying alone, the savage lies. When the clock strikes midnight, all will be revealed, there will be no more light, and our fates will be sealed. The dark beast cannot be found, it moves at fast as the speed of sound. but on the the night of the darkening, I can't believe what I saw, i didn't see a mouth, nose or face, nor a hand, foot or claw. What stood before me was not from this realm, it looked at me with it's menacing glare, it came from the descent of hell, whether I was human or didn't it didn't care. It's horns so sharp, it's face so unleveled, it carried a skeleton harp, I stared into the heart of a devil. I stood shrunken from the fear, I raised my sword into the air, and even though no one could hear, The sound of it was a sonic flare. I went for the heart, my sword so true, Like a dart, it went right through. Blood gushed out, It's roar so loud, it's fierce shout, had gathered a crowd. It stumbled back, and fedl down below, I heard it' back crack, it screaming in ultimate sorrow. I feel to the ground, and I took a rest, for the future I was bound, I was cursed or blessed...
Emanick
QUOTE (unreal reaper @ Aug 16 2009, 12:50 PM) *
An assault on the mind, an assault on the soul, an assault on the heart, an assault no one knows. Hides in the darkness, hunts in the light, lives in the nightmares, hurls into fight. None have heard, none have seen, the news unknown, that evil fiend, what we've lost, what we hate, the early deaths, the darkened fates. The dark madness, the untold lives, the fierce horror, the bloody knives. The saddened eyes, the shedded tears, no last good-byes, the patient years. The waiting is done, the truth arrives, crying alone, the savage lies. When the clock strikes midnight, all will be revealed, there will be no more light, and our fates will be sealed. The dark beast cannot be found, it moves at fast as the speed of sound. but on the the night of the darkening, I can't believe what I saw, i didn't see a mouth, nose or face, nor a hand, foot or claw. What stood before me was not from this realm, it looked at me with it's menacing glare, it came from the descent of hell, whether I was human or didn't it didn't care. It's horns so sharp, it's face so unleveled, it carried a skeleton harp, I stared into the heart of a devil. I stood shrunken from the fear, I raised my sword into the air, and even though no one could hear, The sound of it was a sonic flare. I went for the heart, my sword so true, Like a dart, it went right through. Blood gushed out, It's roar so loud, it's fierce shout, had gathered a crowd. It stumbled back, and fedl down below, I heard it' back crack, it screaming in ultimate sorrow. I feel to the ground, and I took a rest, for the future I was bound, I was cursed or blessed...


Wow, very intense. The imagery was pretty descriptive.
Honestly, though, it was very cliche and it didn't strike me as very good either. The fact that it's all in one paragraph, not indented like a poem should be, was also very off-putting.

If I were you, I would put one rhyme on each line and center it, not keep it in a block paragraph as if it were a story rather than a poem.
unreal reaper
QUOTE (Emanick @ Aug 16 2009, 07:50 PM) *
QUOTE (unreal reaper @ Aug 16 2009, 12:50 PM) *
An assault on the mind, an assault on the soul, an assault on the heart, an assault no one knows. Hides in the darkness, hunts in the light, lives in the nightmares, hurls into fight. None have heard, none have seen, the news unknown, that evil fiend, what we've lost, what we hate, the early deaths, the darkened fates. The dark madness, the untold lives, the fierce horror, the bloody knives. The saddened eyes, the shedded tears, no last good-byes, the patient years. The waiting is done, the truth arrives, crying alone, the savage lies. When the clock strikes midnight, all will be revealed, there will be no more light, and our fates will be sealed. The dark beast cannot be found, it moves at fast as the speed of sound. but on the the night of the darkening, I can't believe what I saw, i didn't see a mouth, nose or face, nor a hand, foot or claw. What stood before me was not from this realm, it looked at me with it's menacing glare, it came from the descent of hell, whether I was human or didn't it didn't care. It's horns so sharp, it's face so unleveled, it carried a skeleton harp, I stared into the heart of a devil. I stood shrunken from the fear, I raised my sword into the air, and even though no one could hear, The sound of it was a sonic flare. I went for the heart, my sword so true, Like a dart, it went right through. Blood gushed out, It's roar so loud, it's fierce shout, had gathered a crowd. It stumbled back, and fedl down below, I heard it' back crack, it screaming in ultimate sorrow. I feel to the ground, and I took a rest, for the future I was bound, I was cursed or blessed...


Wow, very intense. The imagery was pretty descriptive.
Honestly, though, it was very cliche and it didn't strike me as very good either. The fact that it's all in one paragraph, not indented like a poem should be, was also very off-putting.

If I were you, I would put one rhyme on each line and center it, not keep it in a block paragraph as if it were a story rather than a poem.


ok sorry, i was too lazy to space it right, and thank you for your feedback
noaiXiaon
An assault on the mind,
an assault on the soul,
an assault on the heart,
an assault no one knows.

Hides in the darkness,
hunts in the light,
lives in the nightmares,
hurls into fight.

None have heard,
none have seen,
the news unknown,
that evil fiend,

what we've lost,
what we hate,
the early deaths,
the darkened fates.

The dark madness,
the untold lives,
the fierce horror,
the bloody knives.

The saddened eyes,
the shedded tears,
no last good-byes,
the patient years.

The waiting is done,
the truth arrives,
crying alone,
the savage lies.

When the clock strikes midnight,
all will be revealed,
there will be no more light,
and our fates will be sealed.

The dark beast cannot be found,
it moves at fast as the speed of sound.
but on the the night of the darkening,
I can't believe what I saw,

i didn't see a mouth,
nose or face,
nor a hand,
foot or claw.

What stood before me was not from this realm,
it looked at me with it's menacing glare,
it came from the descent of hell,
whether I was human or didn't it didn't care.

It's horns so sharp,
it's face so unleveled,
it carried a skeleton harp,
I stared into the heart of a devil.

I stood shrunken from the fear,
I raised my sword into the air,
and even though no one could hear,
The sound of it was a sonic flare.

I went for the heart,
my sword so true,
and like a dart,
it went right through.

Blood gushed out,
It's roar so loud,
it's fierce shout,
had gathered a crowd.

It stumbled back,
and fell down below,
I heard it' back crack,
it screaming in ultimate sorrow.

I feel to the ground,
and I took a rest,
for the future I was bound,
I was cursed or blessed...



Copy&Paste if you want. Freakign long poem.
unreal reaper
thanks for your help guys smile.gif
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