BuckyKev
06-27-2009, 08:31 PM
My knowledge on literature is below par I am afraid, but I believe this style is called a stanza, opposed to my usual style which is called a couplet. - Though to be totally honest I am not sure. I hope I have done it correctly, any feedback would be appreciated. (Though not necessary if you do not wish, obviously)
I have forgotten what it is to sleep
I remember less of living.
My eyes are dry and no longer weep
My heart is unforgiving.
I have forgotten what it is to care
I remember less of hate.
My world is barren and bare
My life gave in to fate.
I have forgotten what it is to love
I remember less of dying.
My soul will not fly up and above
My body is still trying.
I have forgotten what it is to feel
But I remember I once felt.
I used to know what was real
Before you I had knelt.
I have not forgotten the ring I offered
Nor your face as it twinkled.
Never should I have even bothered
Your face disgusted 'n' wrinkled.
If ever I have the wealth - to match your liking
I will come to you once more.
Then I would sell you to a scabby viking
The price will be a score.
I have forgotten what it is to sleep
I remember less of living.
My eyes are dry and no longer weep
My heart is unforgiving.
I have forgotten what it is to care
I remember less of hate.
My world is barren and bare
My life gave in to fate.
I have forgotten what it is to love
I remember less of dying.
My soul will not fly up and above
My body is still trying.
I have forgotten what it is to feel
But I remember I once felt.
I used to know what was real
Before you I had knelt.
I have not forgotten the ring I offered
Nor your face as it twinkled.
Never should I have even bothered
Your face disgusted 'n' wrinkled.
If ever I have the wealth - to match your liking
I will come to you once more.
Then I would sell you to a scabby viking
The price will be a score.