I'm a noob to the forum but here you go.
 

Hey guys I've been sitting on the fence on joining the Zelaron forums or not but I've been reading most of the Diablo II LoD stuff for a long time so I kinda said what the hell. Here's a poem for all of you that actually read this stuff. And yes it is mine.


Death
The eternal slumber,
The last resting of a humble soul.
A faraway cry,
Now a distant echo,
For one unrepented soul,
Plumeting to the depths of Hell itself.
Though some choose this path,
Others resent is.
To choose a life of Honor and Justice,
Or a life of shame and misfortune,
All will be given a chance.
All judged between the fires of hatred,
Or the sweet serene waters of love.
This, and only this, is your one true path.
For eventually you shall expire,
And take that last glorious breath,
For now you shall pass to the otherside.
Whether to be tormented by Mephisto,
Or relaxing on a heavenly cloud.
Your life shall decide,
Your death shall deliver. ^_^

I like the ending, although the Mephisto thing is kind of cheesy.

Poetry sucks, especially when it revolves around death. No offense.

The poem is well-worded, but I agree with the Mephisto comment. That's just pumping a tad too much Danzig into it.

Ya I know but I tried. I did it a long time ago and as for the poetry sucks, I disagree. I like writing stuff and things on death are the easiest to write. Just giving a bit of literature and poetry to the world and I'm gonna post another one called dreams but I haven't revised it or anything soooo..... It's kinda unfinished and such. But thanks for compliments and I thought the Mephisto thing was cheesy too but all my friends told me to keep it in. :confused:

heres one iw rote just coz i wa sbored and had nothign to do


Hoisting this barbell from the ground,
Is a journey I embark on all year round,
No time for vacations for obvious reasons
The true bodybuilder is always in season,
Now the seasons will change through out the year,
A few pounds of fat while bulking is nothing to fear
The scent of sweat and cry of pain,
Is not un heard of if you know how to train,
The desire I have to continually return,
unfathomable by most but I love the burn
'Cause when there is sweat on your back,
And a barbell off the rack
There is no better place it's real mans land,
here everyday I make my last stand,
To have the strength, dedication, and desire,
You must be born with an unquenchable fire,
A fire that only continues to spread,
Soon bodybuilding is all that occupies your head,
You just cant wait to get that next Iron fix,
So, as I finsih my set the first of many conflix
Just ask your self this
are you man enough not to remiss?


hehe gayness

The first one was very boring and sounded like almost every poem gothic cam whores write. Nothing original or inspiring, and so cliched it was close to parody.

However the second one posted here I enjoyed. Interesting paralells to weight lifting. They rythm was a bit inconsistant I think though, unless I read it wrong (I do that sometimes) Overall though, I liked it.

I would say continue writing though, both of you. The more you write, the more your creativity will develop and maybe turn into your own unique style.