I didn't exactly hold true to my vow to write on this reguarly, but I am going to start taking my friends idea, and start putting my random poetry on this when I don't have anything to post, rather than put it in my writing workshop (lol). Thank you. Thank you very much.
Heres a sonnet, sadly I'm not well versed in iambic pentameter, I'll just write it in the rhyming pattern.
With so very few standing beside me,
After they have left me down in the dirt,
I need someone to hear my silent plea.
Resounding within me, no one alert.
All of their lives are spent without a point,
I hope that mine can be to give them one.
To make them see from far beyond the joint.
And I see that I am quite far from done.
With so little progress on any front,
I see the pitifulness of my plan,
And so I push with all my strength and grunt,
One last, painful effort to bridge the span
I need someone to hear my silent plea.
Resounding within me, no one alert.
All of their lives are spent without a point,
I hope that mine can be to give them one.
To make them see from far beyond the joint.
And I see that I am quite far from done.
With so little progress on any front,
I see the pitifulness of my plan,
And so I push with all my strength and grunt,
One last, painful effort to bridge the span
So the curtain closes behind my back,
The whole entire world fades to black.

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