For years, this sword I've trained with,
It's so simple, like stone on a stick,
Has served me right,
Has served me as a light,
And has let me strike at the darkness quick.
I've been asked, "Why don't you browse others?"
I say, "This sword has served me well, I do not need another."
A conversation so common, now,
But I have made just short of a vow
To use this sword forever, it's almost like a brother.
I set out, my adventure calling me,
They may mock the sword they see,
But I don't mind,
It was mine to find,
And together we will slash away our enemies.
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January 3, 2018
First poem of the year! I don't much feel like explaining this, hope you guys can fine your own meaning to it!
YOU ARE READING
The Rhythmic, Blue Cat
PoetryThis is my poem book. Enjoy, since many people have enjoyed my poems! These are my feelings, so please do keep that in mind. Yes, the cover is Bluestar. I couldn't find a blue cat other than her, who is arguably the most famous blue cat.
