another poem

I’m as a pawn, evermore gone
Cast out as solders to war
In a fight to end it all
I ponder and falter
In this monumental call
For I am one of eight
And I know my fate
To be casted
And blasted
Yet as we go
My brothers fall like snow
As I stand alone
But there it wines
The dream unbinds
For there is the line
To make me unique
To make me anew
I know what to do
For I trot and I kick
I’m almost sick
As suddenly I am a threat
It makes me fret
For they now my wish
Their eyes set
With the sword poised
My fear is ever so near
Yet my story not forgotten
My path ever so rotten
friends come to my plea
It makes death flea
My path is to end
With a step
I am uniquely aware
That I no longer share my brothers flair
Now I hold the blade
And the kings mind made
The victory is no longer delayed

That is a great poem

Thnx

Great!!

#3 welcome

I think it's about a pawn's thought about reaching the edge of the board to promote to make him "unique".

You truly have a gift for poetry. I always love reading your work, and this is just another great one. Well done, potato.

I prefer baked but that will do,#8

#7 yes and no

6 thnx

This poem hits hard so cool

Indeed

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Thnx

How do you come up with a topic for your poetry?

I tend to look at struggles or challenges and frame them into something understandable or simple