Literature Week: Day 1

Day 1,742, 13:51 • Published in Canada Canada • by Zianni Vaatez
I'm looking to steal your souls with poetry so please bear with me.

And on the pedestal these words appear:
“My name is Ozymandias, king of kings:
Look on my works, ye Mighty, and despair!”

- Percy Bysshe Shelley

SHAMELESS PARTY PROMOTION ENTRY

Gather around friends
For this is where it all ends,
Where imagination goes to die
Everything goes black, even the sky
Cloaked in black, watching through a mask
They follow me and ask,
"Is it nigh, this so called End."
Yet, I believe I'll be fine and for now I can pretend.
It's about time I attend
This so called, "End"
Allow me to reveal your identity
Your lies are ever an obscenity

Then a lone man approaches, with a grin on his face, and tells me,
Winter is coming, come with me and be my Skeleton Key
Together, a great many things will be done
One by One
I feel one unmistakable feeling welling up in me, hope
Onwards into the true world we shall lope
For this is not the end,
My friend

Myself

And I've been housing all this doubt and insecurity.
And I've been locked inside that house all the while, You hold the key
And I've been dying to get out and that might be the death of me.

Be My Escape - Relient K

And seconds they seem like a lifetime.
A dream, recurring, a dream that can't come true.
And they'll pin it all on you
After all you've been put through.

Sadie - Alkaline Trio




More to come I hope. Next time, I'll write a play about the Political events happening right now.