I drew my vibro blade ready to embrace my death if need be
He my master did the impossible he turned off his light saber
In my rage I took my blade as if to strike him down
only to see I was already at peace
my rage ended
My madness defeated by Love
The Love of my friend
He died for He my friend me took the fatal blow for me
I never knew he has such Love for me
Until my master told me he was actually my best friend
that he had a world filled with best friends for me to meet
I never knew in my dark side I had given into my darkness
but he my master was never a master at all
He is my friend and he rose from that death to live forever now
Jesus my best friend thank you for everything you did for me
You brought me back into this life out of death
Thank you Lord Jesus for dying for me and for seeking me out in my darkness and giving me your life in the dreams visions and people you placed in my life to help show me you are for me not against me
Cupid
Cupid's arrows wiltered me; they hasten the Death of Man
Cupid's arrows wiltered me; they hasten the death of Men
Although Allah is bewildered, the Titans grow ever so near.
Lurking beneath Mercury's shoulders, is Cait Sith of Final Fantasy near.
My cat, Cloudy, is mid-portioned grey not black. A Cait Sith, perhaps? indeed, Cloudy...
Little Angel.
Cupid, you Devil!
My, how wamburdsly vett skitterelees
yammer in modduskwom, sutty slivers,
every pop muddleskiddly of red-orange,
in zakrum, zezzledop, vixaddamoth blur!
To see maxfluppinnes' purpled zizum,
at tillaradoom jazzowdline's tyll sass;
in pithy, murldizzily, gibborton ullius,
of dizzledop, rose, klixmuth contrast!
Exotion blue, wivern tuqlore so green,
and aximinuthy, of gold deemeried yox;
in burgundy-brown, tardily gimmixles,
and darkly, zimmery, villy moon shocks.
My, the wimpledug, lulliate, sable sith,
the gimminy, pinkly zappers of swiftly.
'Midst tealish, flimmering, lilac flitters;
smoking, floxam, hegemsity-a mystery!
Like many others I love this myth,
celebrate once (or twice for the Sith);
Geeks know 'Han Shot First' is truth;
May the fourth be with you
if you know the real date is May twenty fifth.
My son was a kid in a room.
Tubs full of Star Wars figures;
Rancor Monster, Squid Head, Yak Face.
Admiral Akbar was a good guy
with a mother somewhere,
a fine woman though a bit of a trout no doubt.
but Snaggletooth with his blaster
was an irredeemable mother er.
Then, from a parallel universe,
Skeletor, Beast Man and Evil-lyn
drop from the outer rim of a boxed universe,
all arriving in a sullen haste to lay the room waste.
Evil-Lyn was hot. We kept her out of the carnage mostly,
but she was bad to the plastic bone.
My son tells me he has visions,
he sees leather-winged daemons.
I lie, tell him that there are no toy figures of those,
so they don’t exist.
On the floor, monsters are on a rampage
He-man is screwing up as usual.
For both of us
our only hope is in Optimus Prime.
Liam is a qualified green keeper at a golf club,
Attended Mill Vale Middle and Queensbury Upper,
He’s from Dunstable and gained a degree, hub,
From Dunstable College in Business clever.
Born on the 17th day of December in year 1990,
He plays for 61FC in the South Midlands league,
And also plays for Saints FC on Sundays, frisky,
But was spotted playing on a Saturday, intrigue.
His Paralympic debut was in Rio, they placed fifth,
He just loves the game: “…I definitely think [that]
I would love to get into coaching when I can’t, [sith]
play anymore…[because] it's life changing.” Rap.
Helmand hit army captain Nick hard in October 2009,
Where he stepped on an improvised while on patrol;
He was 27 years of age, in the Royal Engineers fine,
But a medic saved his life, but not his legs to control.
His rehabilitation programme took him into Para sport,
Where he became a Trunk and Arms canoeing rower,
And at Guildford he first rowed in April 2011, of purport,
Then he joined the GB rowing team with pair power.
He did take a medal, bronze, at the world cup, Munich,
But in 2011 October at the World’s they finished sixth;
However, they redeemed things at the 2012 hot pitch,
When they came fourth in the gritty revenge of the sith.
Nick’s from Stockport and will be going to Rio, affirmation,
He’s been helped by Help for Heroes veterans program,
The Sports Recovery Program which gave him definition,
And has done hand-bike charity events to save for ’em.
(This poem is based on the Star Wars movies.)
I'm the Emperor and my face looks like a prune.
I have dark circles around my eyes which also makes me look like a raccoon.
My name is Palpatine but I'm also known as Darth Sidious.
Everybody pukes when they see me because I look hideous.
I was able to trick Anakin Skywalker into turning to the Dark Side.
I actually convinced him that I had the power to save his bride.
I can't believe that I was able to turn him into a Sith Lord as easily as I did.
He actually believed that he could save Padme by killing Separatists and kids.
I thought that my new Death Star was safe from the rebels, I thought that I had won.
But Darth Vader dropped me into the main reactor of the Death Star to save his son.
Luke Skywalker removed Lord Vader's mask and he became Anakin Skywalker again.
I still can't believe that those damn Ewoks were the reason why my Empire didn't win.
I am as invisible as I am indivisible:
And as cunning as they come!
The Jedi think us mere mythical-
The Dark Side long undone...
Lo! we now at last emerge,
My Master and myself!
And upon the Republic we converge-
Lightsabers 'neath our belts!
But now I must betray my Master,
And be a Lord of Sith
Though not through blade or shot from blaster-
Tricked! Like Plagueis did the Bith!
I shall rule the Galaxy-
Alone! No further "Rule of Two"
Impeccably trained and aptly named:
Darth Exactitude!
*Who Are You Fantasy Character Contest Entry
** "Bith" is a species of alien in the Star Wars Universe.
"Plagueis" was a Dark Lord of the Sith who killed his Master, a Bith named "Tenebrous", through elaborate trickery.
"Rule of Two" was enacted by Darth Bane: A Master to wield the secrets and power of
the Sith and an apprentice to covet and crave it. Only 2 Sith can rule at one time in order
to keep the power of the Dark Side of the Force concentrated, potent and focused.
You are effervescent, scintillating, bliss
Easily the most beautiful woman I've ever been with.
Not your smile or eyes but your energy, I can't miss
I'd love you as a Jedi or a Sith.
Last night was more than I can put into text
But this morning you brought back pain
Pain I haven't felt since before we'd sext.
I thought you'd gone insane.
You said you wanted him. I wasn't enough.
He cheated, yelled, broke you. Hurt you.
I still can't believe you put up with that stuff.
But looking in your eyes I knew it was true.
Last night I was your Superman
Now I am just your everyman.
For pool noodle lightsaber to make
Start needs be with pool noodle.
If not a sith lord you wish to be
Half a noodle is all you need.
The force of duct tape be with you!
A handle you wrap, silver be color.
Details you need, black stripes numbered three.
Electrical tape energy will the force fill you with.
Two vertical strips added must be
Finished your pool noodle lightsaber is awesome
Added special effects needed are.
Boys to hit must come also.
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