Since I'm out of school now and the assignment has been posted, I can finally share my poem!!
Here goes:
I can see all of your gathered restless dead,
I am filled with so much dread,
Seeing my friends in them tangled,
It makes my emotions jangled,
And as I look upon your web,
My darkness flows out like an ebb,
And then I am moving out,
And I can not help but shout,
As I watch you sink into the ground,
No longer allowed to make a sound.
Everything goes black,
Time passes that I cannot track,
Then I awake,
You start to shake,
As you recount,
Of my dangerous dismount,
From my body,
You are quite gaudy,
I am reminded of your death,
Every second more he takes a breath.
Oh, for his cruel blood I crave,
I can rid of his cruel tidal wave,
From this place where I cannot stay,
I tell him this, yet in the fray,
You say for me to claim I have no friends is lazy,
You insist that I must be crazy,
For if only I’d have the nerve to fish,
I could see the people here that do wish,
Oh, please enlighten me, my dear,
Can I really have such trivial things here?
Right then I decide I should stay,
In this place where death did once stray,
In this place in which he wishes to turn waste,
Just because he wants a taste,
Of power?
He craves to leave not a flower,
However, I alone rule this ring,
For I am the Great Ghost King,
You, however, are nothing,
And yet there is something,
Lurking just below the surface,
Waiting to give us no purpose.
A gift is given then on the bend,
Of our soul the statue strives to mend,
Warmth seeps through the sorrow,
A feeling of hope for the morrow,
Is this what it feels like to be adored?
A feeling like this cannot be ignored,
No matter how much I try,
A feeling like this will never go dry,
…Until it does.
Who has awakened you?
As your body awakes,
The ground quakes,
Your grating voice echos off mountains,
Your body creates ripples akin to fountains,
From the ground your large body emerges,
Stopping us from our diverges,
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