Poetry on Demand

Subject: ?. Let me know what you think it might be if you are interested in finding out.


I come in many shapes,

Held many of your treasures.

I watched you grow,

Grow into the beautiful human

That has done so much good.

I have come and gone,

With different forms and colors.

You played with me and made me live;

I hope to never see you leave,

But always know this fact,

I shall hold your treasures

Until you return.





Poetry on Demand

A friend of mine asked me to write a poem about video games, virtual reality. He gave me the topic, and I wrote the poem within a few minutes.




Lost in the virtual world,

I hide behind a new form,

Hoping to escape the horrors,

The horrors of reality,

Through a safe haven,

A virtual reality,

Free from the oppression of life.