Sup, you may have read my first poem so you know who am I. If you see me the first time check this Little poem for PewDie
My last poem didnt get noticed much. I want pewdie to notice this very much. He was my inspiration few times and this is one of the times I cant hold the lines in my head. Enjoy.
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Not much, but hey, still an ok poem I think.
Part II will be wrote if you guys like this one. Hope you enjoyed it.
My last poem didnt get noticed much. I want pewdie to notice this very much. He was my inspiration few times and this is one of the times I cant hold the lines in my head. Enjoy.
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Brotherhood of One. The path to Narnia. Part I
Resolute, origianlity knocks
Open the door, brother
This sir has made many stops,
From Sweden, Italy or another.
He gathered brothers from every edge
Trust worthy society of his lead
Humour is his victory badge
That no one can defeat.
Takes a breath, then a step
Progessing with people behind
Fighting his fear inside, yep.
While enemies co-operate to blind.
Behold, the legends sing evil
Felix, brother, fastern the legs
I hear the devil
He wont give you time for begs.
Mount the horse, escape the unwanted wreck.
To the ships!
***
Sword, unknown blood, we are ahead.
Armour, fallen men, looking dead.
Ships, empire's flag, horses... left unfed.
Castle, ambience, orchestra named ''dread''.
As Felix falls on knees in devastation
Sun lets the Moon play,
Felt by the atomsphere manipulation,
Destroyed by the look of the bay.
In misery, he takes the sand
Dropping it, catching with hand.
Noticing the blood on his armour, screaming
Looking, wishing.... and dreaming.
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Resolute, origianlity knocks
Open the door, brother
This sir has made many stops,
From Sweden, Italy or another.
He gathered brothers from every edge
Trust worthy society of his lead
Humour is his victory badge
That no one can defeat.
Takes a breath, then a step
Progessing with people behind
Fighting his fear inside, yep.
While enemies co-operate to blind.
Behold, the legends sing evil
Felix, brother, fastern the legs
I hear the devil
He wont give you time for begs.
Mount the horse, escape the unwanted wreck.
To the ships!
***
Sword, unknown blood, we are ahead.
Armour, fallen men, looking dead.
Ships, empire's flag, horses... left unfed.
Castle, ambience, orchestra named ''dread''.
As Felix falls on knees in devastation
Sun lets the Moon play,
Felt by the atomsphere manipulation,
Destroyed by the look of the bay.
In misery, he takes the sand
Dropping it, catching with hand.
Noticing the blood on his armour, screaming
Looking, wishing.... and dreaming.
"
Not much, but hey, still an ok poem I think.
Part II will be wrote if you guys like this one. Hope you enjoyed it.
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