Begining



At the beginning there was silence and nothingness.
A true specter of nonexistence.                                                                                                                                                                  
Then came the higher power birthed from emptiness.                                                                                                                                    It was what created existence.                                                                                                                                                                        But every action brings up reaction.                                                                                                                                                                As an error or unwanted effect he was created.                                                                                                                                         
The creations served as eternal distraction.                                                                                                                                             
Being ignored is what most hated.                                                                                                                                                                    But he thrived in the ignorance .
He choose to be unwanted overseer.                                                                                                                                                                His life was constant perseverance.                                                                                                                                                                    As a guard or a shield he blocked unwanted  things.                                                                                                                                   
 As the time came by he became vainer. .                                                                                                                                                         But he kept pulling his strings.                                                                                                                                                                         
 But then it created them.                                                                                                                                                                               Green planet was their home.                                                                                                                                                                      
 Their lover he became.                                                                                                                                                                                     
 But he was to become their doom.                                                                                                                                                             
  They faked him.
They   failed him.
They betrayed him.
They destroyed him.
But he still loved them.
And he was the one who saved them
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Submitted by zawazaraz on June 06, 2021

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Scheme AABCDEEFGHIIIIJJ
Closest metre Iambic hexameter
Characters 3,310
Words 140
Stanzas 1
Stanza Lengths 16

Likaon

I'm 30 year old . I live in Poland. My name is Norbert . I use the nickname Likaon. I'm writing poetry and trying to write a book. My goal is to publish my work. more…

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