Hey, I dont want anyone to think im trying to steal Ravoc's light here..lol...cause im not, those are good, but this just reminded me I havent posted a poem of mine in a while either..so..im going to here. It is a bit old, but being as I have been visiting again, Im gonna post it..k..? Here 'tis!

Cries echo through the plastic halls.
Pleading, and begging to break these walls.
A shield of devotion, a sword, the same.
His love is struck,beat, and maimed.

But still, through this red clothed fight.
Both stand for what they know is right.
To sacrafice all they've known.
To drop, with regret, all they've shown.

A day is named for silent leave.
And one day named for a man to grieve.
His mind disposes of his pains.
As he waits, and readies for those plains.

The dirt and dust coat his boots.
He has finally broken all his roots.
And maybe in a twist too late.
A small poem falls as if in fate.

The paper thin, and the ink now worn.
It's smooth like cloth, and its edges torn.
He reads its' lines, and remembers the day.
When a friend too loved, let him slip away.

I liked that one, and I wrote this one today while i was at this meeting. It really doesnt have a title yet...but that last one was "A Friend Too Loved" Here's the other.

It's a quiet urge.
Just a simple feeling.
One simple sight.
And your head goes reeling.

Time and time again supressed.
Thats shield decays, there's never rest.
And when you try to break that bond.
You feel you felt it all along.

If you ask, it's all the same.
You wish your heart could take its aim.
The time to think, has come and passed.
You forget once more, peace at last.

That took a few minutes, so the first one was obviously better..lol.