A dark spirit of tremendous power
Was lurking at the entrance to the gate,
His breath spewing hot phosphoric shower
Cathartic white dots dripping from his face.
Our craft was swayed with a solar spiked whip
That harnessed eruditions from the sun,
A fatalistic warning to our ship
That Ashland must be hard fought to be won.
Darkness only dwells where there is no light
Hopelessness and despair its sullen lamp,
Infernal emptiness contains no sight
Palls of pain scurrying within its camp.
Captain A standing bravely by my side
We brushed away our fears and swore our goal,
On a battle plan we must now decide
We are here to rescue our good friend Soul.
Written By Captain cur,
in collaboration with
Ah an amiable poem written in a fantastic adventurous way. U two build it up together swell!
It is like a tale, about huge waves, captain, sea and all adventures. I like it. Very good.
The first stanza so Captain Cur... the next just so blend...WOW i just know them well? ? hahahaha Loved it especially this line -We are here to rescue our good friend Soul- how do you both know i am screaming for Help Help! hahahaha joking...a sharp and beautiful poem and thanks for rescuing my Soul hahaha (joking) _Soul
Hang on Soul - help is on the way to rescue you from a cathartic poxed, phosphoric breathed, dark spirit. A gripping epic is shaping up - nail-biting tension!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.I would like to translate this poem
a fantastic tale enjoyed the read