There are 3 poems up here…Read them and then critique^_^ Thanks ya'll!
Here's a poem I wrote bout Hook and his stalker, the Crocodile. I was bored, kay^_^ Sorry if it's odd!!
To The Crocodile
Tick-Tock, Tick-Tock
The sound echoed on the walls
Tick-Tock, Tick-Tock
It echoed through the Halls
Tick-Tock, Tick-Tock
Making the heart beat fast
Tick-Tock, Tick-Tock
Dredging fears from the past
Tick-Tock, Tick-Tock
It grows louder every beat
Tick-Tock, Tick-Tock
Along with gnashing of great teeth
Tick-Tock, Tick-Tock
Hurry or it'll end the chase
Tick-Tock, Tick-Tock
For there is nothing with which you can erase,
Tick-Tock, Tick-Tock
The taste on her lips she has for you
Tick-Tock, Tick-Tock
Run or Give in, take your pick of the two
Tick-Tock, Tick-Tock
The heartbeat rhythm ticks out a chime
Tick-Tock, Tick-Tock
For the end of life…The end of time
Tick-Tock, Tick-Tock
Tick-Tock, Tick-Tock
Here's one bout the people/creatures of Neverland…I regret to say I forgot the Indians, but will remedy that later…
The Faces of NeverLand
Shimmering faces, golden
Shining from the trees
Impish grinning faces
Watching you and me
Pale and glistening bodies
Hiding under waves
Be careful not to get too close
For they'll pull you to your grave
Filthy laughing faces
Stick out tongues at passer-bys
Waving wooden swords and spears
As they watch their leader fly
Shining singing metal
Held up into the sun
A regal visage glaring
Curses spilling off his tongue
This one is odd, so don't hurt me too much. It's called gone and it's about Neverland herself. Just know, I was bored when I wrote these^_^
Gone
Drawing down the moon
The end has come too soon
Watching the clouds creep in
Watching the night seep in
The moon is covered by the dark
The shadows have blotted out the stars
The snow is falling
The Raven is calling
For all to come see
The end of Eternity
The darkness goes on forever
The ice setting in the cold weather
The ocean freezes to trap its ships
Voices dying on blue painted lips
Rushing inside to get out from the cold
Flowers closing pale instead of bold
The green turns to brown and gray
The empty night has replaced the day
The sky swirled angry at being left alone
All this misery, because Peter has gone