Writing Prompt
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POEM STARTER
Inspired by Shadow Queen
'I've created a monster'...
Write a poem that is centred around this line.
Writings
Begin with a breath
let the air fill you
Pull the cool metal
Like no one has before you
‘A mess’
‘Filth’
Wait till they’ve seen a mess at its best
At the hest of someone finally fed up
Like staring at the sun
Like you know things have yet to become
See that ‘Mess’ come alive infront of you
Something you only dreamed in your lonesome of coming true
You’ve created a monster
I’ve created a...
Blonde hair, Blue eyes reflecting,
Innocence and a bright path, a young girl,
A younger version of myself, searching,
For her place in a vast world.
She set forth, arms wide, the spark,
In those blue eyes shining, not yet dimmed,
Oblivious to the monsters slithering beneath,
Her own skin, and the war to come....
I’ve created a monster. In my lab.
I’ve created something. It is FAB.
But I know. This doesn’t last forever.
So I savour my last bit of treasure.
Do you know what I’ve done?
I don’t know myself.
I slowly leave it on the shelf.
Mum says “AAAAAAHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!”,
But I’m sure she meant well. I tell her to keep looking.
She says “I LOVE IT BUT HURTS MY EYES.”
I MADE A BIG………………..………...
I’ve created a monster
I sewed her together
With my needle and threads
And I pricked myself like sleeping beauty
I’ve created a monster
She keeps me up at night
Glaring at me with her brown eyes
With her perfect face
I’ve created a monster
That I know nothing about
All I know is the face
But there is no trace
I’ve created a monster
A sexual demon
A lover in the daydreams
But the nightmare at...
I've created a monster, a creature untamed,
With wild eyes glowing, its spirit unclaimed.
From the depths of my mind, it sprung forth to life,
A fusion of chaos, with sharp claws like knives.
At first, it was small, just a flicker of thought,
But soon it grew strong, and destruction it sought.
It twisted and turned, with a mind of its own,
A force to be reckoned with, now fully grown.
With each ...
(Something about this kind of felt wrong. So it might not be my best Davian and Maisie. Just letting you know.)
I’ve created a monster worse than the ones in movies. If I could just have told Maisie the truth before I fell for her maybe things would be different.
I’m certain no matter what I’d still think about her every day. She’s changed my life, and I’m never going to forget that.
I lick...
I don’t know where I went wrong
All I know is that somewhere along the way,
The girl I knew had disappeared,
Leaving a monster in her place.
A demon is how people view me.
An ogre is what I see.
All I know that is the truth,
Only reality left.
I have created a monster.
Some may call me satan,
Lucifer,
Or darkness.
I’m beginning to believe I am the embodiment of death.
Go ahead,
I know you want...
I’ve created a monster,
And now I can’t stop her,
I shouldn’t have fought her,
I’d created the monster.
I just let her abuse me,
And completely fucking use me,
I thought she loved me truly,
Never thought she’d undo me.
Family’s not supposed to leave you,
Even if they don’t need you,
And they shouldn’t be cruel,
They should know what to do.
I never had a sister,
Until I met her.
But then 18 year...
A face smiles back at me
Fingertips twitching
Beneath veined and knotted fists
If memories were visible
The face would would boast
Scars from scalp to chin
Some good - mostly bad -
Because they are over now
Nostalgia is a curse
I’ve created a monster
I turn from the mirror
Needing to go about my day
Not thinking about the choices
That got me here
Transforming me into someone
I don’t...
I’ve created a monster!
Horrid and grotesque,
It is bit what I hoped for
Or what I set out to create.
We’re all doomed!
I had a vision
Of something wonderful that couod help
Change the world
Create a better world for all.
I was so wrong.
It was innocent to begin with
And innocent idea that now lays waste
To everything it sees.
I’m sorry.
I’m so, so sorry everyone....
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