Biography of Arron Fowler
I am new to writing poems and i am looking forward to posting my work on this website. I am looking to find new poets myself and develop my skills as i am just starting off. If anybody has advice i would love to hear it.My poems are going to be about everything. I am going to write about my mood of the day, my past and life experiences to even random things i see. I hope my writing skills get a lot better and who knows i may become a good poet.
I feel i have a lot i need to get off my chest and i think poetry may be my way off expressing all of this.
Thank you and i hope you enjoy
Arron Fowler Poems
A Poem To - My Addiction For Video Games
Many hours wasted, smashing evil Forces that keep me from high scores. Many controllers defaced, from bashing Buttons and joysticks, that control my paws.
To the rock of the family the man who hold us up With such a beautiful presence You make the room glow
Eat Your Breakfast
Breakfast is mind fuel Its good for the soul Drooling and chomping It makes your day whole
Near Death Experience
Your whole life can change in a split of second When you're close to meeting the man called the reaper. Your adventure flashes like a flickering torch Stuck in quicksand going deeper and deeper.
Weave webs of pure delicacy pump fear into hearts of gigantious size. For i am a thing of beauty but always get cries Why all the hate when we leave a legacy.
Im in the zone its time to get lazy Nobody can save me slump as a rock Stuck to the bed nobody can stop me Thoughts going crazy in the land of nod
The Sad Poem
Come save me my darling I am so lost. Head's spinning backwards and forwards. All I see Is darkness no room for the light. When beauty is wrong and ugly is right.
Boggled my mind is at the middle of night Should be asleep but i can not crash Can not concentrate dont know what to write ill jot something fun for time to just pass.
We Are Not Cute, We Are From Space
Move over beings, this planet is ours Stealing your women, for a fatal feast We're not little green men, we're raging beasts We zap with lazers, don't come with flowers.
Knobbly sticks and covered in fluff, Dangling twigs hold me up. Long thin bones all bruised and batterd, Twiddly hair all matted.
Be My Valentine
Cupid shot arrows straight to my heart Baby your one girl.. who is an angel. Your elegant brain is so so smart You do so much for me, and im thankful.
Lakes glissen with the shine of brightness No room for evil in the village of angels. Sunshine sparkles and sprinkles of whiteness In the extravengent fields of glory and fortune.
The Quest For A Princess
Venturing through the garden of lost souls My only companions are a sword and shield. Stories of a princess across the land are told My limbs are destroyed, My skin has been peeled.
Has humanity allways been this foolish Minds have warped by watching television Imbedded with brands straight from birth This is not the future that i envision.
Weave webs of pure delicacy
pump fear into hearts of gigantious size.
For i am a thing of beauty but always get cries
Why all the hate when we leave a legacy.
All of us spiders just want to be loved
Life is a torment when leg count is eight.
One conversation that would be great
Guess i'll go back to my corner where spider is shoved.