ThePoetOfSteel

The half-elf scanned the bar as he entered. The few who noticed him enter simply glanced in the direction of the travel-worn bard before returning to their stench-filled drinks or gory stories. Mark didn’t mind. He was used to such a petty welcome. It was what followed all entertainers. It was a small comfort to know that people at least appreciated them when they played.           Mark moved towards the bartender. “A couple of hours of entertainment for a bed and a warm meal,” he offered. He gave the bartender a steady gaze, and the man faltered under it.           “My deepest apologies, but we already offered the night to another of your kind,” the bartender apologized.           Mark’s eyes narrowed. Who? This is my town! “To whom?” he wondered calmly.           “A girl with hair of fire,” the bar...

Author's Note:  Honestly, I think this is one of my best poems ever. See if you guys can figure this one out: it's got a lot of trick words/phrases! Fly, fly, my little Raven, Reach, reach for the sky. See the world from the air, My little Raven, and show it to me. It's a big world, little Raven, But I promise I'll find always find you. Fly, fly, my little Raven, Reach, reach for the stars. Let their beauty surround you, My little Raven, and tell it to me. The sky has no limit, little Raven, And I promise you'll be free. Fly, fly, my little Raven, Come back, come back to me. Be watching over my shoulder, My little Raven, and please guide me. The world is cruel, little Raven, Yet I'll always protect you. Fly, fly, my clever Raven, It's time, it's time for us to part. Find the next little Raven, My clever Raven, and help them grow. I can no longer be here, clever Raven, But you know where to find me.

Mark's Note: This post is exclusive to this blog! You will not find it on the Nexus of Writers, which is where I write a majority of my work. I hope you enjoy, and keep an eye out on this blog! Not only will there be more Mark Borne works exclusive to this blog, but the Poet of Steel posts some pretty awesome stuff you'll want to see! There comes a time in every knight’s life when there is nothing left to fight, or the knight is unable to fight any longer. It is the most dreaded feeling any could ever experience, and none managed to make it through without their own fair share of tears. Knights, after all, were trained to fight. Once that training becomes useless, their life begins to yield no merit.                 And as Jason sat among his fellow knights, this feeling sank over him, enveloping him in a darkness that could not be described. He barely listened to the chatter of his friends, and barely even ...

We're like hot dogs, Delicious food topped With all sorts of dreams. Then, slowly, Time eats Us away, and the pain Grows until we are gone. So why even bother? Because a life lived For nothing is a life Wasted, when we could Have made a difference. Author's Note : This poem will be available on the Nexus of Writers on the 21st, however this blog gets it a day early!

Pokemon Story Announcement! I normally don't do these kinds of things. I will start a story off about Pokemon...one you literally won't be able to forget. And if you do...well SOMEONE has bad memory. :P It will start off with...NO SPOILERS! But I will tell you this: It won't be JUST Pokemon Ash will be catching... Friendly reminder that my epic poem poll is still open! You can submit here ! Also, for short fun and little bits of my short uncreative imagination, be sure to check my filler posts on the Mark Borne Nexus here ! I'm totally not promoting myself and my friends blog at the same time!

Chains and Cages By Mark Borne Chains and Cages weigh us down, Yet deep inside, we hold the key. Look around, and you will see, The endless state of mystery.   We writhe and scream, And want to be free. But look around, at what you see, For all around, is mystery. When you see, and see you will, The key is there to be free. And fly we will, and meet the sky, And know no more, the mystery. - Note that that the paragraphs were made like this using the punctuation, I didn’t know how to format it. If Mr. Borne needs it fixed, lemma know in the comments! - To submit a poem: https://forms.gle/QPwfWpjqribkt1JZ8 Born Nexus: https://markswiftnexus.blogspot.com/