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shiron222    106

Figured it would be a good idea to add a "Post Your Writing" thread to mirror the "Post Your Art" thread that Bright Star created. I guess I'll start with with a poem I wrote:

 

Abstract War

 

The hollow sound of wood on wood

 

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An abstract war in eight by eight

 

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The generals, two gods opposed

 

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The endless iterations of one world

 

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Over and over; Back and forth

 

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Turn by turn, the tide shifts

 

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Time counts down and pressure mounts

 

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Forces thin; minds tire

 

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In the end only one side wins; The king cornered

 

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Only for time to turn back and the generals begin again.

 

 

 

 

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Tavia Melody    70

This is something I might actually be able to contribute to. Here's a Haiku that I wrote.

 

Illuminati

Illuminati confirmed

Illuminati

Edited by Starlight Glimglam
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I'll just link one of my writings instead of posting it directly.

The Girl With No Name: *link*

I'm a fan of stories that create a perfect loop, where the ending is just the beginning again. It helps my absolute hatred of endings.

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Tavia Melody    70

I generated some random prompts a while ago and wrote some stuff about them, so I might as well put some of the stuff I wrote here.

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 If my life were a cartoon, it would probably only get a few episodes, because it would be so long and boring that it would be unfunded very quickly. It would likely gather a small following by various people claiming that it was a profound message about the problems of the modern world, a deeply philosophical experience. Most other people would wonder why anyone would make a cartoon involving 7 straight hours of someone sleeping, with a special episode about the writing of this response, criticizing the very cartoon that they’re watching right now, causing them to question what they’re doing with their life, think about the world, and join the cult following that believes that it’s a profound philosophical message. Appreciate the lack of my life being a cartoon, because it would be one of the most boring cartoons ever created, with some of the weirdest fans. Honestly, they would probably find some way to sue the network when they stopped airing episodes of the show, or at least stand outside of it for a few days holding up signs and shouting obscenities in protest. The world could easily do without that show, and it would be best if it never came into existence.

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If I couldn’t wish for more wishes, or wish for something that would let me have more wishes, I’d wish that the no-extra-wishes restriction no longer applied, and then I’d wish for more wishes. I’d have infinite wishes. I win. If that didn’t work, I’d wish that I started at wish 4, thereby passing the wish buffer, allowing me to then have more wishes than the original three that I would otherwise have. I would then wish for more wishes. I win. If that didn’t work, I’d wish that my wishes didn’t apply to my 3-wish counter, thereby allowing me to have infinite wishes. I win. If that didn’t work, I’d probably just look up ways to get around a 3-wish limit on Google or something, and try those until something worked. If I get 3 wishes, I get 3000000, and you won’t be stopping me. :ComeAtUs:

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There isn’t really any particular moment that I’d like to freeze and preserve that I have experienced so far in my life. I see little reason to freeze a moment of my life, as it would probably have severe effects on the future, possibly positive, possibly negative. It is entirely possible that I would be missing some limbs, as they were amputated to prevent damage caused by severe cold. If the memory of the moment were to freeze, it would probably be very dangerous, as the temperature of my brain would decrease fairly significantly around that area, and it could effect other memories, as well as other functions of my brain, such as my ability to type this. If I were to preserve a moment of my life, as in causing it to last longer than it actually did, I imagine very little would be effected. If the moment were to last longer, time would temporarily slow throughout the universe, with everything slowing at the same relative rate. Perception of time would slow as well, so the slowing of time would not actually be noticeable by anyone, as the changing of things in the universe would slow relative to the ability to perceive that change. Either way, freezing and preserving a moment of my life would probably be very impractical and somewhat pointless.

 

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shiron222    106

Remember friend

In the endless path we call life

We all come across a point

We cannot pass

There are several options

 

Pause, wait for the end

Shove through, deal with any strife

you come to face

Bend around, find an unseen or hidden road

Or turn back, run from the mass

of pain and agony you see

 

Remember too, friend, there is no shame in any of these options

Taking anguish is hard, and few can manage

Failure hurts and stabs, every time you feel it

The path can sometimes be obscure, hidden with no easy clues to follow

Patience can be hard to come by, and few can manage the task

Sometimes stillness can help us gain insight into what we need

Never be afraid to stay still and wait

A step back, a new view, can sometimes be all we need to breakthrough

Sometimes a break is needed, a backwards motion to rest

 

Finally, friend know this

These options, whatever you choose, do not stop the measured tread that is your passage through life.

Run away, but never forget to step forward too

The world is full of hopes and dreams as much as crushing loneliness and despair

Stand still, but do not lose sight of the joy that is motion

Find another path, and never stop looking

Be bold, and shatter your limits.

 

Tried my hand at free prose. -___- Formatting got bungled. Might post it on FiMFiction and have a loose story about Rainbow Dash finding a rare moment of inspiration...if nothing else that'll preserve it.

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shiron222    106

As I stumbled through the haze of life

Not knowing, not caring

A leaden weight holding my feet down

A foggy cloth covering my gaze

Desperately scrabbling for a hold

Blind to my plight

Blind to others too

I stumbled until for a brief moment

I saw. I saw what I was and what I hadn't done

Regret. Shame. Then it was gone.

I fell deeper, moved slower, until for a time I stopped

 

And then in my gaze a Rainbow leapt

Piercing my thoughts

Banishing my malaise

And gone was the haze

And gone was the shame

In it's place a new resolve

I may still stumble

And I may still fall

And others might be difficult to see

But now I stand tall

Proud of who I am

That Rainbow suffusing my soul.

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Tavia Melody    70

That when I try to use Google's translation program, I remember. It did not work. I regret. The reason for this, I am again going to is a pity that you use the demo, certainly because you are using this translation program, you actually, particularly vulnerable even enough of the story, may not be able to understand me not. I also, is from the web site (camel and formulas almost just photos) certain things to me regret I will not be able to edit or delete the comments some of the site. Well, inflation of this translation project, since the projection this is what the writing is written in PowerPoint presentation, one of the confirmation message written is displayed:. In addition, "Sometimes, we you have resisted the temptation, after in of its time to regret the behavior of the. can not there are our own worst enemy recall that ", you do not have any time, for, of that I can hardly to be, the temptation of something It does not exist and was not able to resist.

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shiron222    106

...I'm not sure what that was but you are the best most passionate writer I've ever met. Statues will be made in your name!

also just banged this out:

 

The shattered blade stood alone

The top most path her home

She faced a foe she knows well.

The right hand of her former home

His smile cruel, his step sure

She smiles faintly, her blade at ready

She will win.

She will overcome her past.

With a cry she leaps, her movements jerky

Her path only the bravest can follow

With a slam of her blade

Her rage and sorrow given form

The Hand is stunned

Shocked by the pain in her gaze

His heart hardening he recovers

His job is clear

His goal is set

Her will against his

Power against power

Steel against steel

He laughs at her attempts

With a thought her blade reforms

Her head clears, gone are the thoughts of revenge

Her rage replaced with cold clarity

No time to waste

Her might awakened

Her hesitation gone

She slashes and dashes

A whirlwind of blades

With a mighty yell

A blade of wind unleashed

Her stamina spent

Her mind drained

She stares at her fallen foe

Sorrow at her loss

Pain at what she must do

Her wanderings weigh heavy

She will free her home one day

 

 

The Hand of Noxus vs. The Exile With the obviously superior Broken Blade coming out on top.

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