This is the earliest of any of the poems on this page. A few words popped into my brain and I felt the urge to write a poem for some reason. This one is kinda forced, though. I write much better when the inspiration hits me and just flows through me, rather than me trying to make stuff up on my own. Anyway, here it is.
By far my most inspirational poem. Just read for yourself!
"When the Lords of March Have Fallen" (written 1/16/98):
This is probably my most beautiful-sounding poem. Of course, even though it sounds beautiful, it may not and most likely will not make any sense to you. It is an abstract poem, based on feelings and expressed not in everyday language, but expressed by the symbolism of the words themselves.
"On Sale This Tuesday" (written 1/31/98):
I didn't post this one because it is too pointless and stupid.
"Driven to Destruction" (completed 8/20/99):
The product of a bunch of scraps of ideas jotted down nearly two years ago, then rediscovered and recreated in the form of a freestyle poem, this one probably represents one of my very weird, uncommon styles. It's about the downfall of society due to evil, and the conquering of that evil. I dunno whether this is really any good or not, but at least I finally got it finished. Be warned that it is very freestyle.