Don’t you feel bad for Grendel,
His mind is poisoned by the devil.
He is just a lost boy in a harsh world against him.
Voices in his head push him towards the brim.

He hates the world that he roams alone,
The Dragon’s charm; his flesh hard as stone.
The Shaper's voice; his head is aching,
Wealtheow’s beauty; his heart is breaking.

Grendel's mother’s embrace—a silent plea,
In her shadowed depths, he struggles to be free.
From Beowulf’s strength, he cannot hide,
The warrior's might marks Grendel’s tide.

Grendel's anger seals his fate,
Fatal madness will not abate.
His demise is in the mead hall,
“Poor Grendel’s had an accident. . . . So may you all.”

Four

weeks that you were gone
In Ba Sing Se I was feeling like a pawn

The Dai Li keeping the war a secret
I felt so helpless and weak but

I had to keep looking for my fuzzy friend
The issues of this city we had to amend

You were broken and betrayed
The fires hot making you afraid

Iroh and Zuko set you free
Now reunited I can brave the

Elements

Don't you feel bad for Grendel,
His mind is poisoned by the devil.
He is just a lost boy in a harsh world against him.
Voices in his head push towards the brim

He hates the world that he roams alone.
The Dragons charm; his flesh hard as stone.
The Shaper's voice; his head is aching
Wealthoew's beauty; his heart is breaking

Grendel's anger seals his fate
Fatal madness will not abate
His demise is in the mead hall.
He dies from accident; So may you all....

We all swim in the ocean of emotions
some swim through with ease
others struggle to stay on the surface

I float adrift in a ocean of emotions
waves eroding my mental state
drowning in a sea of sadness
Nothing to help me stay afloat
no will to try
I sink into the darkness

some die in the ocean of emotions

Rock-

a-bye-baby
My little brother, a new friend maybe

He grew up quite different than me
Are similarities were hard to see

Recently we found some common ground
Our relationship may now rebound

Spending more time with him
at a new climbing gym

I went rock climbing with my brother
I wouldn't have gone with another

The task to rebuild seems so steep
but its worth it so I will keep

Climbing

Baby Boar lies in his bed
thoughts of hate in his head
hate of the harsh world breaks the seals
though he is scared to show what he feels
Mama boar hears his cries with a fright
breaks through the door into sight
holding him tight she sits on the floor
Baby boar won't need to cry forever more

Hello

Why does that little wheel spin?
Why does my patience wear thin?

Where are the poems I seek to read?
Where is the solution that we need?

Please repair the sites buffering
Please end our incessant suffering

We want to feel through others words
We want to work towards

Poetry