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Since we're at the point where people are posting their own poem threads, I thought I'd make one for my poems.
I know it's been a while since I shared any poems, but as I've got a lot of ideas for poems and it's just a matter of writing out words to express those ideas, I want to return to it.
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I know it's been a while since I shared any poems, but as I've got a lot of ideas for poems and it's just a matter of writing out words to express those ideas, I want to return to it.
A swirling from within its mind
A danger sensed, the unknown kind
Reflexively it transforms its skin
So to its surroundings, it blends in
Often days spent lounging about
Slowly breathing in and out
Now it waits for the danger to pass
Moving less than a blade of grass
The unknown entity does draw near
Into the lizard’s vision, from the rear
A danger it is not, but rather prey
A fly has passed it on this day
Patiently does it wait in hiding
Its time it is silently biding
Waiting for the time to strike
To catch a treat it will certainly like
The witless prey is in position
Nothing can stop the lizard’s mission
With a flick of its tongue, the fly is gone
The motion fast and the tongue long
It looks around for anything more
Unconvinced of what its sense was for
Perhaps there was something different out there
Something of which it was unaware
It glances around in all directions
Never lingering on certain sections
It even looks directly behind
And in that place, a bizarre find
It hopes for a mere moment that
The behemoth lurking, known as cat
Is not getting ready to pounce
But rather shaking the last curious ounce
The cat fixates on something odd
Not a mouse, nor a bird, nor a cod
As briefly as it intently stared
It turns away, as if prepared
It jumps to the side, as if chasing prey
The chameleon is safe this day
But who, I wonder, let it out to play
With a curious cat who’s owner was away?
A danger sensed, the unknown kind
Reflexively it transforms its skin
So to its surroundings, it blends in
Often days spent lounging about
Slowly breathing in and out
Now it waits for the danger to pass
Moving less than a blade of grass
The unknown entity does draw near
Into the lizard’s vision, from the rear
A danger it is not, but rather prey
A fly has passed it on this day
Patiently does it wait in hiding
Its time it is silently biding
Waiting for the time to strike
To catch a treat it will certainly like
The witless prey is in position
Nothing can stop the lizard’s mission
With a flick of its tongue, the fly is gone
The motion fast and the tongue long
It looks around for anything more
Unconvinced of what its sense was for
Perhaps there was something different out there
Something of which it was unaware
It glances around in all directions
Never lingering on certain sections
It even looks directly behind
And in that place, a bizarre find
It hopes for a mere moment that
The behemoth lurking, known as cat
Is not getting ready to pounce
But rather shaking the last curious ounce
The cat fixates on something odd
Not a mouse, nor a bird, nor a cod
As briefly as it intently stared
It turns away, as if prepared
It jumps to the side, as if chasing prey
The chameleon is safe this day
But who, I wonder, let it out to play
With a curious cat who’s owner was away?
A hand reaching out in the darkness
A beacon of joy remains sparkless
Where has the world gone, he wonders
Struggling with infinite necessity
Hurting inside and out
His restless mind wanders about
Curdling thoughts that lack specifics
Abandoned hope and help horrific
Warden of all the dark and twisted
Hampered truths, all limp-wristed
The infinite necessity ever rings true
His heartfelt cry turns a deeper blue
Waking mind from sleeping heart
The only avenue yet to start
Photos of grass capture not what he sees
The one bent rule out of infinite necessity
Demons swarm an angelic place
A fleeting pride turns to disgrace
The whirling failure overwhelms
No-one left to steer the helm
Waiting for his final breath
To be taken away by death
Awaiting him, what he can see
Is the plain of infinite necessity
A beacon of joy remains sparkless
Where has the world gone, he wonders
Struggling with infinite necessity
Hurting inside and out
His restless mind wanders about
Curdling thoughts that lack specifics
Abandoned hope and help horrific
Warden of all the dark and twisted
Hampered truths, all limp-wristed
The infinite necessity ever rings true
His heartfelt cry turns a deeper blue
Waking mind from sleeping heart
The only avenue yet to start
Photos of grass capture not what he sees
The one bent rule out of infinite necessity
Demons swarm an angelic place
A fleeting pride turns to disgrace
The whirling failure overwhelms
No-one left to steer the helm
Waiting for his final breath
To be taken away by death
Awaiting him, what he can see
Is the plain of infinite necessity
Tags:
@Ziosa @Frayz @MistyCat @Gambit @Nico Robin @Bimbonium @Yasopp @Shion @Waindo