Random Poetry

[Obsessorx]

I'll be posting free verse poetry in this thread for all to see. Here's a go at some of the top of my head.

What happens when sight is lost,
and you cannot find your way?
Whom of you can see beyond the darkness?
Whom can understand what it means to be truly alive?--The Blind, specifically Sightless, to a group of villagers barring their way on Khalyn's shores.*

Fire and torment wheel together,
spinning endlessly. His past is beyond
reckoning, his origin unsure.
War is his way, his pride,
his healing, and when at last all falls away,
Death is not his only companion.--On Solonon*

(warning)*
The Angel and the Demon lies dormant. Yet while he sleeps, he will be needed. Death, three times and four, is needed to find him, and to wake him...the wrath of hell will burn.


*these sources ARE accurate, being sources from the world I created, Talas Ke. The first isn't really poetry, but rather a quote. The second is safe, being mild prophesy for one of my character. The last...that's my major prophesy for the future of the books. I can't give many details, other than its all up here *points to head* and you can all look forward to it (or look away in disgust, as you don't like fantasy (hey its possible)).

[spiritusvult]

Creative, good. grammer, bad. Creativity, hard to fake. Grammer, easy to fix. You have the mind for it. Keep going.

[Obsessorx]

Grammer: I know its messy, but its free verse, and most of it is off the top of my head. Anyhow, I'll post my Fanfic, and some other things I've done soon

[Obsessorx]

Okay, sorry for the (kind of) double post. but here's my Kingdom Hearts Fanfic, the only major piece of writing that is decently complete (blasted (not literally) computer!) that I feel I can share with anybody at this point. I may be posting my teaser for Talas Ke soon, or making one that pertains to the first installment. Without any more dawdling:

KEYS
Chapter 1
Jac leaned against the wall of the Moogles' Accessory Shop, staring at the sky as hundreds of thousands of stars blazed upwards into their places in the black dome, twinkling as they had before. He gripped the strange sword that the sorcerer Merlin had given him, the symbol of a foreign King on its pommel. Merlin had called it the Dream Sword; he had said that it possessed powers, having once been used by a great hero.
Jac didn't know about heroes, but he did know it had powers. He had ventured into the 2nd District again just after receiving it. The Heartless had become weak once more, shadows that rose from the ground. Jac had fought them, though he wasn't sure how, and the Dream Sword had shone with an odd light.
Jac's parents were gone. His mother had died a long time ago, and his father...Jac thought that the man Sora claimed to have seen being killed by the Heartless was his father.
Jac hated the Heartless. He didn't know who Sora was but that he was a traveler, and friends with Leon. Even so, he wished he could have gone with Sora wherever he went. It would be better than here, in this terrible place filled with awful memories.
The strange sight in the sky ceased as Jac stood, clenching his fist tight against the smooth hilt of the Dream Sword. With his free hand he took out the orichalum he had found. Those strange things the Moogles made made him stronger. The chain around his neck...they called it the Heartguard...clattered as he stalked to the entrance of the Accessory shop. He had half-copied the walk from Sora. Jac admired the traveler a great deal. He wished he had a Keyblade. Even so, he would probably have used the Dream Sword anyway. Three Stars hung from his waist. The Titan Chain was tight on his right arm. Jac smiled faintly at the Ribbon hanging from the Dream Sword's crossguard.
The Moogles' expressions never changed when Jac came in, but all three squeaked happily. The only Moogle whose name Jac knew, Loom, waddled up to him.
“ And how is our new best customer, Jac?â€

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Do I get in trouble for this? I mean, I would've submitted it all at once, but it was too long. I even left out a few chapters. Holy cow! I might have to do half-chapters. Or just make a link to my website. But I don't have a website...

Chapter 2
The man in the robes vanished, leaving Jac staring at the empty space between him and the lady Mai next to the ducks' item shop. He couldn't make heads or tails of what had just happened, but he knew he had to do as the robed man had said.
Jac trotted up the steps two at a time and hurried past Tyler where he always stood next to the Accessory Shop door. The next flight of steps took more time for Jac because he stumbled over a long wooden splinter on the fourth step.
Rushing past the empty cases lining the left wall of the First District's upper terrace, Jac saw his reflection. Fair skinned, with dauntless brown eyes and sandy brown hair that fell to his shoulders in spikes. He used to wear plain clothes, but lately he had taken up wearing a lavish, short, black cape that he could cover himself with on chilly nights, and stark black shirt, vest, and pants. His Heartguard gleamed at the base of his throat, a multi-faceted dark gem in the shape of a heart. A thick silver-colored chain was tied around his arm, the Titan Chain, and Three Stars was an emerald, a ruby, and a sapphire dangling on a gold chain from his belt. For the first time in a good while he noticed that he no longer looked as innocent as when Sora last went away those months before. He seemed too dark.
Jac stood before the Second District door and told himself that he only needed a hood like that of the robed man and he could look the way he wanted. If the Heartless were made of people's hearts, as Sora said, didn't that mean hearts were black?
The door opened with a creak and Jac rushed through, forcing it back shut before any Heartless could appear. He had let a Heartless into the First District once. It had taken him four days to track it down and kill it. Strangely, no Heartless rose from the silent stone slabs of the Second District walkway. Jac almost wished there were. He wanted to test his new strength on them.
Shaking off the thought, Jac jogged to the edge of the walkway and leapt off. It was only a seven foot drop. He had taken a worse fall off of the top of the Gizmo Shop before. Smiling, Jac let his eyes be drawn to the mural beyond the fountain as he walked to its front. This mural was where Sora had sealed Traverse Town. It made Jac wonder what all the traveler could do.
A shadow formed in a pool in the fountain's waters. Startled, Jac raised the Dream Sword defensively. The shadow shifted and began to coalesce. In moments, the black-robed man was there, floating feet above the ground.
“It is time,â€