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by myth; » Fri Dec 07, 2018 4:44 am
The dark of the moon... x_x To win this flit,
write your own short poem about them and the dark side of the moon.
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Ends date; 12th December
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myth; on Fri Dec 07, 2018 5:26 am, edited 1 time in total.
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by ThePuppeteer » Fri Dec 07, 2018 5:24 am
username: ThePuppeteer
flit name: Rattler
pronouns: They/them
poem:
Deep into the dark of night
while all are tucked in bed
I stand by open window
a rush inside my head
I can see the moon
the full glory of the sky
I stare and crane my head
as fear glints in my eyes
The moon is naught but the eye
of a terrible being in wake
after the death of a god
a terrible celestial snake
It opens its mouth and hisses
words I can't make out
it opens its gaping maw
and I'm taken somewhere without
Without the light of day
or the dark of night
to a place that is impossible
even for I to write
The other eye of the snake
the dark side of the moon
floating in an endless nothing
with a terrible hissing tune
I wake up in my bed
and I am all alone
I raise my trembling hands
my body naught but bones
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ThePuppeteer on Fri Dec 07, 2018 5:29 am, edited 1 time in total.
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by Chocolatestripe » Fri Dec 07, 2018 5:29 am
username: Chocolatestripe
flit name: Stephanie
pronouns: She/her
poem:
The side you can't see
What if you got close to me?
When a side steals your light
And you try to hold to your might
Don't let go.
When you try to be yourself
But you're worried about someone else
You realize you've fallen down a shelf
Make your own flow
Reveal your shining side
You've got nothing to hide
On both sides of the moon
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by dutch. » Fri Dec 07, 2018 5:49 am
username: dutch.
flit name: Eclipse
pronouns: he/him
poem:
I look into the sky,
and I have to wonder;
what resides in the other face of the moon?
The side of no light,
but try as I might
I just can't crane my neck to see
the beautiful world that I know must be.
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by dragonmaster11 » Fri Dec 07, 2018 10:38 pm
username: dragonmaster11
flit name: Jericho (a biblical name related to the Hebrew word ‘yareach’, which means the moon.)
pronouns: he/him
poem:
he is never loud, always soft
never fierce, always meek
never found, always lost
after all he's been through, he feels he's weak
but his despair does not bite
and to his fear he is immune
when he is bathed in the light
of the dark side of the moon.
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by voxtexy » Mon Dec 10, 2018 8:53 am
username: HailHydra
flit name: Proxima Midnight
pronouns: She/her
poem:
Endless thoughts revolving around my mind,
Is there nothing I can do?
Everyday, I'm lost in this endless place,
sucked into this cage full of hate.
My thoughts are tainted, as am I,
there is nothing I can do but cry.
I am the dark side of the moon,
alone and lost,
dark and cold,
nothing but a lost cause
(ahh, not my best, but here's a little poem! <33)
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