Story of a strangerStory of a stranger9 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
She would sit there, all alone, in silence,
Her tears would just fall, one by one,
No one was in her life to help her,
She was all-alone, she could be with nobody,
Every person that she had loved, they had gone,
They'd turned their backs, they had lied,
She would never see the day, when the sun would shine.
The night was as dark as her heart was broken,
Her body was in pain, her soul being tortured,
The many voices that she could hear were drowning her,
She didn't know what was right and what was wrong,
So many things had happened to her, so many bad things,
Being beaten as a child, being raped so young,
Her body was broken, her heart shattered, her pride…. Gone.
There was once a time when she was happy, or pretended to be,
Now she understands that people don't care about her anymore,
That she could die, and no one would notice, no one would cry,
She had tried to survive, so many nights shaking with fear and tears,
Wondering if that night would be the night, that she would die,
The TruthI never didThe Truth5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I just switched hands.
An LOTR ChristmasTwas the night before christmas and all about the houseAn LOTR Christmas9 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
nothing was stiring, not even a mouse
until suddenly from the roof was a rumble
somebody had taken a tumble
down the chimmney Lord Elrond came
All in gold, it was such a shame
that he was covered all in black
'Oh well, this is no time to slack'
He dust himself off and lifted his head
To see a young Took who was out of his bed
he stood by the fire with a vacant expression
so Elrond thought he might teach him a lesson
'Tonight Peregrin you shall come with me
for I have many many more hobbit holes left to see'
Elrond left a few presents for Merry and all
including a chair only twelve inches tall
Pippin stood still in amazment and shock
'Till he decided to follow wearing only one sock
Up on the roof he saw such a sight
Shadowfax, Brego, Hasufel and Asfaloth alight
'On Shadowfax, on Brego, on Hasufel and Asfaloth
for we still have to deliver many a fine cloth'
And with a start they all rose high in the air
young Pippin sat back, the wi