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Survival
Write a poem based on the theme of survival.
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In shadows deep, where wild things lie,
The breath of life, a whispered sigh,
Amidst the chaos, fierce and wild,
Survival's song is reconciled.
Through storms that rage and forests thick,
The heart beats strong, the mind grows quick,
With every step on rugged ground,
A testament to life unbound.
The sun may scorch, the night may freeze,
Yet strength is found in trembling knees,
For in the face o...
(Found a piece he didn’t post yet and thought I’d share)
What’s on your mind?
Oh my
Let me be your therapist tonight
Take five
Is it the thrill of conversation
And whispers of places
The forbidden conversation
We have in hidden places
Oh my
I’m fine
Don’t ask me about my problems
I’m the problem
Always interested in what goes on in your mind
Let me be your therapy
I’ve worked so hard to be th...
They were snarling tigers
Fire that burns through the thickest forest.
The type that would ruin a life without ever stopping to see whose life they were ruining.
There was no telling if they did it on purpose
Or if it was in their nature to be so disastrous.
A hurricane ripping through a city, uprooting everything in its path.
It’s something that cant be escaped
The inherent need to destroy
Tr...
Survival used to be a game;
The Hunger Games,
but now it’s pretty lame,
because it’s real with it’s constant pains.
‘Cause everyone else is friends
and you’re just the nerd,
and everything just depends
on what stone hit which bird.
Confusing, isn’t it?
But that’s just school for you
You’re going to be hit,
but never forget to be improved; new.
Survival is school,
boring to the skull.
But you’ll...
Gasping for water,
Grasping the edge,
Starving, screaming,
Shouting, slowing,
Falling silent now,
Then starting again,
Blinking back tears,
Marching, moving,
Running, rallying,
Falling, flying,
Calling and crying,
Saving, surviving,
All of it again
Every day, yesterday,
To-day, to-morrow,
Last week, next week,
Every day different,
Every day the same.
Always struggling,
Always scraping by,
Never qu...
I couldn’t bear the thought
Of leaving you there
Bare naked in the woods
Surrounded by bears
Baring their teeth
You’ve barely a chance
Of avoiding their
Unbearable dance
So I buried my qualms
And gathered my bearings
To fight of those bears
Without even caring
But I was embarrassed
As we lay bleeding there
That I didn’t forbear
From the claws of those bears...
Sounds of paw steps awoke Cherry from her sleep. At first, she was startled to see an unfamiliar place around her, but then she remembered everything that had happened. She might as well get used to the feeling of waking up to be met with the feeling of no escape. Her matted, tortoiseshell spotted pelt told her she’d better figure out how to clean out her fur, it was like hair, right?
Leaving h...
“I did what I had to, I did what I needed to survive!” I shouted at the dark mass infront of me.
“You’ve fallen to far. You will never be wecome!” It bellowed.
“I’m sorry. I did terrible things. Please give me another chance.” I begged.
The mass screamed violently. The darkness melted until it was nothing but blackened sludge. A girl emerged from behind the sludge.
She was tall, her hair was mang...
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