Hey all, here you can post poems and short stories. Constructive criticism is welcome, however be nice to others.
I'll start with a poem:
A Scholar's Weapon
A warrior's sword splashes blood on the ground,
whatever the reason it causes strife,
a scholar's pen splashes ink then and now,
whatever the reason it changes people's life.
Your soul has the greatest source of empathy,
everything it absorbs becomes your thoughts like telepathy,
just like agriculture ended the life for a nomad,
my thoughts become civilize as I scribble in this pad.
The pen is my gun,
I aim for the page and shoot for fun,
the words are my bullets,
my mind is the trigger and it's easy to pull it.
I always aim for the vital parts that's what I think,
so I grab my pen and load the chamber with ink,
believe that when you read my rhymes,
that they will pierce your heart and mind.
In life there are many battles,
as you mature the options on how to fight unravel,
instead of losing a leg and an arm,
I brandish my weapon, en garde!
