When all alone without a friend in sight.
One thinks I'd weep and mourn this sad, dark, state.
But in solitude, I find strength and might
Though I must persevere without a mate
For all my years I feel I have no friend
No one to hold close or stand in rough seas
Though some have come none stood until the end.
And this end may yet bring me to my knees
I know not who to trust, who to keep near
There are those who betray, feign love then leave
But those precious few who stay are more dear
Than any treasure that thou can conceive
Alone or with friends my soul is the same
It stays apart from all those who came.
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ChampionElCid
I started writing fanfiction and slowly over time have progressed to writing poetry and short stories. On Vocal I hope to continue my writing and slowly begin to make a name for myself.
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FPS: The Last Flame Challenge Winners
Welcome to our first Winners Announcement of the year and to the final challenge in the Fall Poetry Series. The Last Flame invited writers to sit with endings, using fire as a central image to consider what remains when something burns out: ash, warmth, memory, silence, or the faint promise of what comes next. The strongest pieces treated endings as gradual rather than sudden, allowing them to flicker, dim, and linger.
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Very nice - well done.