I’ll admit it, sometimes inspiration is hard to come by. I listen to music as I write because music gives me inspiration and helps to fuel my writing. After a few minutes of listening to some music through my headphones, the idea for this poem hit me.
This poem is slightly different from others that I have written before. This is a “fictional poem” which means that the events that are in the poem are all fictional. This is the first time I am trying something like this so let me know how it is!
My Deliverance:
I have been bent and beaten
I have fallen to the ground
Under the light that is fleeting
In a world where evil was crowned
In a world where people clash
In a place shrouded in dark
In a place that has been turned to ash
It is time to leave my mark
In this darkness, I will rise
On my broken wings I will take to the skies
Hear my loud and triumphant cries
Like a phoenix, from the ash, I will arise
Many people have fell
But my time has arrived
It is time for me to unleash my spell
This land I will now revive
No fear in my heart
I know that I am ready
No tears in my eyes I will hold steady
From this point, my story starts
I will fight until my last breath
For this is my time
It’s time to start the climb
Fear not for no one can take my light
From atop this mountain I will ignite
Through this plight
I will fight
This is my time
Time for me to rise
For on the horizon, war has begun
I will knock down our enemies one by one
This is my last and final run
This fight is not in vain
As once I’m done, peace will finally reign
After all our enemies have been slain
This world we will rid of pain
And peace will ring once again upon these plains
This is my chance
This is my time
I will melt what is holding me back
With my hands, I will make the earth crack
From my hands, I will light the fire
My hands will hoist us higher
This will be our victory
This is my deliverance.
