First, I will post the overall rules, and then I will post the specifics about this week.
Original rules, as stated by Ubertuna:
It must fit the week's theme. It must be submitted by the deadline. It cannot have inappropriate language in it. It cannot be stolen (if you plagiarize, we will find you).
Also:
The poem must be created for this contest A user cannot win two weeks in a row (though everyone is welcome to submit every week!) Only one submission per user will be accepted
As we all know, the winner will recieve a merit, and their poem will be featured on the _Poetry_ page.
OK, on to this week's topic...Again, we are having a style instead of a theme. Also, this week we are having TWO WEEKS to do it, instead of the usual one. Why? Because this will be an EPIC poem. Or, rather, a parody of an epic poem. Generally, epic poetry is very long, and tells the serious story of a heroic figure. Well, this week, the epic figure is YOU! Write a long poem (I'll leave the definition of 'long' up to you, but give it a good go) about the heroic story of you! It can be silly, serious, whatever... just have fun with it. You have two weeks, so have a great time!
You have to leave a comment to a moderator for them to do so. Only comments can be merited, so just leave a comment on their messenger saying that you won the contest.
Is it the exact prompt as the first page? Because on the first page it is about the writer, and I'm just wondering if this is about one's self, or not. Specification my dear boy, specification.
Awesome. I'll make some sort of parody to song. But it will come later, what day does this end? like... the 11th? Cool. I'll submit mine at 11:59 on the 11th 8)
Here is a tale We've come to weave, It's magnificent threads, You might misconceive. Try as I might, I can never tell it right, For this tale does tell, Of sorrows we will knell.
It all started with a prince and his stories, The lies he told could never be boring. He's slayed 5 dragons and killed 8 witches, Escaping by a hair but with all of their riches. But that money, was never seen, So the people, decided to convene. They asked the prince to show his treasure, And much to the people's displeasure, He ran away and never returned, Leaving his little brother a throne to earn.
Now his little brother was a mysterious thing, He had eyes jet black, and he wore a red ring. That ring, they say, gave him powers. A power where sorrows were soon to shower. He had an evil glint in those jet black eyes, Not one of mischief, they were much more wise. His eyes were comprised of plans for demise.
The prince's name brought fear to the people, Even I can't say it, if I wish to stay peaceful. If you hear his name whispered in the street, You must lock your doors and not utter a peep. His only mission is to bring destruction, And if you are present, you are an obstruction. He hates the people of his future kingdom, No one knows why, no one knows the reason.
One day the younger prince found his older brother, In a little shack in the outskirts of a kingdom of another. The brother had 3 kids and a charming young wife, But it was far from a happy reunion, it ended in strife. The young prince killed his brothers family, Leaving the brother to live in agony. All that was left of the remains, Were the eyes, frozen by a fear unnamed.
The older prince soon came back, With anger in his eyes, his brother he attacked. He killed his brother in the middle of the night, The red ring was gone, along with the people's fright. Where the ring went, no one knows, A secret our new King will never disclose.
The rumors of the Great Fight are clouded and dim, But what I think about it, gives a new spin. I think the ring was off, and without it's powers, The prince woke up from his sleep just to sit and cower. The new King took it and hid it away, Then banished the prince, but told us a different way. The new King's one last story, Just like the old ones, never boring.
Didn't even get to finish it..... And I turned it in a minute late, so I guess it doesn't matter Well, next week I might return. Mwahaha. *exits via shadows*
