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POEM STARTER
Write an Epode based on any theme you like.
An Epode is a style of poetry where each verse is two lines which differ in meter and structure, but the second line is always shorter than the first.
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In valleys deep where shadows creep, the cries of men resound, With hearts so true, they seek what’s due, in laws and rights profound. Oh, justice fair, beyond compare, your scales of truth we hail, With strength and grace, in every place, your light shall never fail.
From dawn till dusk, in iron trust, your banner we uphold, In halls of stone, your voice has grown, more precious than pure gold. For those in plight, who seek the light, in darkness feel thy hand, You right the wrong, you make us strong, and in your name we stand.
In silent night, a beacon bright, your call can ne’er be stilled, With every pen and voice of men, your spirit is instilled. So lift your head, with courage fed, let justice be our guide, For in her name, we shape the flame of truth that cannot hide.
Through storm and calm, she holds our palm, a shield that none can breach, With wisdom old and courage bold, her lessons shall we teach. To every soul, with fervent goal, let liberty be just, For in the end, to all defend, in justice we shall trust.
Life comes to the earth with a purpose, Fight for the survival.
Life comes to the earth with a purpose, Fight for what they want.
There are too many things along the way, Stay focused on yourself.
Never try to give an excuse, Will be no success.
Forward or stay is what we faced, Learning to get the answers.
Those negatives are holding you back, Overcome is not easy.
What the mind thinks is the key, Heaven or hell one thought.
Already know what the answer is, Don’t want to think.
Immersed in happiness to forget the real, So ease, hard to get out.
Other people go forward, I stay here.
To remembering the past, I love it.
Stay is not backwards, Is forward.
Once the purpose is found, Potential outbreaks.
A single drop of doubt from the vat of worry, Spills into my mind’s eye. There it conjures strange images, Lies I know them to be.
And yet I’m still cast asunder the drift, Plunging towards the trench A cavernous space hidden from my wandering thoughts For this exact reason.
Passing through the fissure, I feel my lungs Filling with dread. The pressure squeezes my eardrums together Until they ring.
And ring they do, with cries Of agony wrenching my soul. I throw playful memories behind my eyes Meant to placate my heart.
Alas, it is too late: my veins rush to pervert them, Twisting what was said, What was heard, what was seen until they bear No emotional resemblance.
A single drop of doubt is all it took For my mind to lose its head.
Lying deep within the cold concrete cities, I sigh, I doze, I pray.
I dream of an enchanted forest filled with poets, I paint, I read, I write.
The screaches of cars ignite the forest, fire spreads, I work, I eat, I sleep.
The Calendar flips, time wrinkles weathered faces, I blink, I step, I jump.
Return to the forest, it is rich and bright, it is eternal, I am free
You may underestimate my knowledge, My case is closed.
You merely tolerate my existence, I’m your aging mold.
Your bubble of breath- readily available oxygen; I combust from exposure.
You walk with eyes closed and a thick skull, My lips sewn in closure.
You’ve unraveled my stitches, destruction is Your type.
I will disappear, as you wish, without sparing you a Goodbye.
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