I love poetry sooo much, but I don't think I write it very well. Here's one of my poems, dedicated to Eragon, that I actually like. It's kinda short, but oh well, I was never one for super-long epic poems anyway.
Darkness Takes Over
Night falls, encircling me
With its powerful grip
It takes me away,
Imprisons me in places
That make men tremble.
I wish to restore
The order that was,
But dark's grip tightens.
It is too powerful
For one like me.
I cannot fight alone…
But I am alone.
I stand all alone,
Watching shadows and death
Swallow up my world.
Who will guide me?
Who will give counsel
In this bitter dusk?
Will none rise, help,
Or heed my call?
The beast rages on.
Darkness has, indeed, fallen.
Like I said, this is dedicated to Eragon, because no one can stand alone to fight. That's why he has Saphira. I love the Inheritance trilogy and I hope this poem paid adequate homage to it. If you like this poem, please review and tell me what you thought, because I don't always do poetry right.