Primal

By Sonshine · Dec 6, 2008 · 659 · 3
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  1. Okay, here's another poem I did. I know the structure kinda falls apart at the end of the poem, sorry! Still, I had fun writing it and hopefully somebody will have fun reading it :)

    Primal

    Hit the ground running,
    Fleeing a terrible beast,
    I hear a distant rumbling,
    And the ground it shakes beneath.

    This ancient wilderness,
    Has caught me in its teeth,
    Can't bring myself to assess,
    What moves below my feet.

    Something in my speech slurs.
    Something in the wind stirs.
    Something overhead blurs.
    Stay away, it's my life not yours!

    Caught,
    Caught in this false paradise.
    Naught,
    Naught left before you realize.

    I'm in some evil snare,
    If you're the hunter I'm the hare,
    Atleast I am aware,
    That buzzards circle here.

    I'm saved from this rip and tear,
    Something grabs me by the hair,
    And takes me down down down,
    And down.
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  1. Zcreative
    I was just reading your poem and I wasn't sure whether you were cursing or if it was a typo. I'm pretty sure asses is the curse word and that you meant:

    assess

    lol :p

    Z
    Zcreative, Dec 6, 2008
  2. Sonshine
    Typo! Fixed it to assess :) Can't believe I missed that one haha.
    Sonshine, Dec 6, 2008
  3. Blooflamingo
    This is great! I love the tone of fear and panic you create. It caught me from the first stanza and I had to keep reading to see what happened.

    I really loved this part:

    Beautiful. :D
    Blooflamingo, Dec 7, 2008
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