The darkness was haunting
everyday's a night
There's no air to breathe
There's nobody in sight.

Light years have past
then came a boom.
I saw you floating there.
I thought "I still have room".

A mysterious force
started pulling us together.
We just found ourselves
circling each other.

Together we danced
like we're in a trance
Suddenly this hell I'm in
felt more like heaven.

But as we go through
the septet of orbital revolutions,
I realised we are going
in opposite directions.

I wanted to pull back,
I wanted to retreat.
But how do you avoid
such an inevitable defeat?

Soon the distance
between us has closed
When we collided
I heard myself explode.

I never saw you again
after all that's happened.
The darkness crept back
here which I once called heaven.

Let me gather my particles,
my dust, my shattered core.
As I stay in isolation
alone in this void once more.

Light years will pass
before another boom.
After a decade of millenia
the One will come; I'll see you soon.

On the stage I took with pride,
I had seven notes to sing.
With passion they couldn't deride,
My voice was marveled for its ring.

The first was dealt with gusto,
The winds did chime and blow!
The second stunned them, lo'!
An excitement I did not know.

A trio and quartet resound,
When the fifth did make a sound.
The sixth went gracefully hollow,
The seventh took a great bound.

Now hear, all septet of voices;
Didst I bellow to great rejoices?
For when I woke, darest I croak,
Laughter; for my dreams were a family joke.

Pennies / *****, noun; Many name for jewelry;
Several names,                          when attached to the steam-based organism,
are called the Septet transformer.
With most mammals                                                       and other mammals,
the veterinarian may have a urinalysis kit.
Brotherhood, enemy, man, man, *** and the alphabet:                    informal sector compass, leather, wet, wet, wet carnival,
pencils, ellipse, suspension,                              Roger and šikurichiri tokišini,
neck, arms and pillows.                                   The snake, the horn, the father,
Pedro, the sail, crying;                                  The long and cruel snake is long.
                                               Candles, frames, sofas, oranges, pumpkins, etc.
Enough technical support for the film,
there are some elements in the background,              bejimimizetoloji
bones, nerves and orders, cancer, itching, babies, dinosaurs and gemstones.
· Jean / Wongengui / Name: Vagang;
Other words for ******;                                                 Supplemental name
1. VEGAS: Extrinsic muscles
used in the ******,    most mammals,
whites; word; funny woman,                            snake Anzhelika, pasta,
elephants, fish, meriboti, shukishuri,
sleeves and tail of a snake field,                      chemistry,
embroidery, kiruyemi,                                      the nineteenth century,
chose the origin of the language "coffee and doors".
· Pave / wetk / word law noun: hippocampus;
The known hippocampus in both ribs is the emotional,
memory and self-protecting nerves.        Finally, ninth,
tenth century on Marino's Axis - Greece behipokemibozi,
Latin American *****                              "O · / / ˌɡοrˌɡazəm / noun-******;
field several nouns or verbs 1. genetics,
****** desire and ****** attraction."
                              They have begun to understand "is a verb - meaning" fate
"Third person: beautiful, Primary:
Ex participants subjected to ***: -
Shaved,                 split or seasonal Participation
in Aging and physical activity 1.       Review 17.
Conquests of medieval France,
is one leader Greek,                                           Latin or modern bodies
growing or damaged words;                          Snake frog / fk / ******: ****,
third person:                                       End time: last part: *******, gerund
seasonal participation: ****** 1. Two men having ***
2. When something is or Name:       ****, plural noun:
1. ***** associate ****** urges a friend
to listen to the language
or languages ​​of different languages,
is to humiliate and show patient words:
a man who threatens,      or other sharp,
goals to be able to Break the wind,
abuse, abuse or condemnation,    
such as lack of respect or disrespect
to another person, before hiring resistance,
a better person or person is frustrated,
poor and quiet Origins of the sixteenth century:
Germany's German Reef,      poor Dutch Kegel
comes from the Latin word
for "spell".

The witch cabal recites in hollow cant;
Septet, under nine stars at witching hour,
Calling Outer Fey for wishes to grant,
Gather underneath the great clock tower!

Beneath centenarian trees, owls croon;
Lightning flashes within the gloom-filled cloud,
Under the warbling choir, the shadows swoon;
Squalls lash against land in symphony loud!

Their syllables they screech like scratching nails;
Capering flames sashay in phantom wind;
And the very world howls with piercing wails,
Rolling in colours to which eyes are blind!

They call forth the Name for blood sacrifice,
Hoping for the ritual to suffice!

I am the very model of a modern poet laureate,
I've information rhythmical, poetical and lexical,
I know the poets of our land and quote their plays historical,
From Macbeth to Much Ado, in order categorical;

I'm very well acquainted, too, with rhythm hendecasyllable,
I understand assonance and refrain octosyllable,
About pentameter theory I'm teeming with a lot o' news,
With many cheerful facts about the style of poet Edward Hughes.

I'm very good at couplets and at blank verse very fabulous;
I know the seventy-one plays ascribed to Aeschylus:
In short, in matters rhymical, poetical, and lexical,
I am the very model of a modern poet laureate.

I know our poem-history, Caedmon's Hymn to Chaucer's works;
I can cite bards' acrostics with volatility in my vocal box,
I quote in elegiacs all the crimes of Heliogabalus,
In dialect ionic I can cite Semonides of Amorgos;

I can tell undoubted Aratus from Aristeus and Sophocles,
I know the croaking chorus from The Frogs of Aristophanes!
Then I can hum a fugue of which I've heard the music's din afore,
And whistle all the airs from that infernal nonsense Pinafore.

Then I can write a decasyllable as a dactyl or tetrameter,
And tell you ev'ry detail of soliloquies in Shakespeare:
In short, in matters rhythmical, poetical, to elloquate,
I am the very model of a modern poet laureate.

In fact, when I know what is meant by a "septet" and a "sestet",
When I can tell at sight a literary from a prose effect,
When such affairs as odic and idyllic I'm more wary at,
And when I know precisely 'to be or not to be' by Dane "Hamlet".

When I have learnt what progress has been made in modern rhymery,
When I know more iambic than a novice in a nunnery
In short, when I'm audacious, vexatious and dilatory
You'll say a poet laureate has ne'er been so conciliatory.

For my alliteration knowledge, though I'm plucky and adventury,
Has only been brought down to the beginning of the century;
But still, in matters rhythmical, poetical and etiquette,
I am the very model of a modern poet laureate.

I am the very model of a modern poet laureate,
I've information rhythmical, poetical and lexical,
I know the poets of our land and quote their plays historical,
From Macbeth to Much Ado, in order categorical;

I'm very well acquainted, too, with rhythm hendecasyllable,
I understand assonance and refrain octosyllable,
About pentameter theory I'm teeming with a lot o' news,
With many cheerful facts about the style of poet Edward Hughes.

I'm very good at couplets and at blank verse very fabulous;
I know the seventy-one plays ascribed to Aeschylus:
In short, in matters rhymical, poetical, and lexical,
I am the very model of a modern poet laureate.

I know our poem-history, Caedmon's Hymn to Chaucer's works;
I can cite bards' acrostics with volatility in my vocal box,
I quote in elegiacs all the crimes of Heliogabalus,
In dialect ionic I can cite Semonides of Amorgos;

I can tell undoubted Aratus from Aristeus and Sophocles,
I know the croaking chorus from The Frogs of Aristophanes!
Then I can hum a fugue of which I've heard the music's din afore,
And whistle all the airs from that infernal nonsense Pinafore.

Then I can write a decasyllable as a dactyl or tetrameter,
And tell you ev'ry detail of soliloquies in Shakespeare:
In short, in matters rhythmical, poetical, to elloquate,
I am the very model of a modern poet laureate.

In fact, when I know what is meant by a "septet" and a "sestet",
When I can tell at sight a literary from a prose effect,
When such affairs as odic and idyllic I'm more wary at,
And when I know precisely 'to be or not to be' by Danish "Hamlet".

When I have learnt what progress has been made in modern rhymery,
When I know more iambic than a novice in a nunnery
In short, when I'm audacious, vexatious and dilatory
You'll say a poet laureate has ne'er been so conciliatory.

For my alliteration knowledge, though I'm plucky and adventury,
Has only been brought down to the beginning of the century;
But still, in matters rhythmical, poetical and etiquette,
I am the very model of a modern poet laureate.

An epic narration poem
Which, by nature is an exception to the rule

Have you ever read a poem and thought wow! Holy cow!
What a really great story,
Imagery, Content, what a glory

But is it truly a poem?

For me, all these rules are confusing
Perhaps some might think I’m amusing
The length for which I search for clarity
I want to get it right for posterity

The importance is a matter of perspective
That would depend on your objective
posting  the first thing that pops into mind
Then this whole poem is a waste of time  
A book of poetry published one day
Then this process is not ******* per-say  

For inquiring minds that want to know
Condensed material I will precede slow
I’m only scratching the surface so
There is room to explore and grow

So, What’s the difference between
a story and a poem?

Websters dictionary states;
The essential difference
between a poem, and
a short story is
The difference of scope.

Typically Poems are short, and brief.
They tell you how the author is feeling
in a few words.

Short Stories are written by the author
Prose follows the natural form of speech ,
A Story highlight a moment; it contains A plot, themes, character development, and a descriptive time and setting.

A poem is written by a poet.
Lines act as sentence breaks
No formal prose are needed

A short story is written in sentences.
A poem has words or phrases that
sound good when read out loud.

Short stories fall into the The category of fiction or nonfiction.
Poetry is a category of itself.

Free verse poetry is void of rules
That’s were things get muddle
Leaving readers befuddled
Yet the freedom of poetry in motion
Is an.extraordinary elixir a magic potion
Creating something to behold
So elusive it’s hard to repeat the mold

poetry has no specific characteristics
it does not contain prose.
Poetry are formed in stanzas, which are a collection of poetic lines.

Some stanzas types are very specific quatrains set the standard of lines
Also a Rhyme scheme maybe required to identify a specific poetic structure, style.

A poem can contain more then one type of structure and name.there are always exceptions to the rules
These are the Identifying structures
for example

Couplets are sets of two lines stanzas
Triplet set of three line stanzas
Quintain four line Stanzas
Cinquain. Five line stanzas
Sestet six line stanzas
Septet seven line stanzas
Octaves eight line stanzas

this is not going to be an easy quest
My writing process will be put to the test
I write my poetry then figure out the rest
  I have not figured what process is best?

This review maybe new
For me it’s an agenda of what to do
My goal to complete a poem in each style  
I must admit It will take awhile