So my English teacher for homework required me to make a poem for school… The only thing I could come up with was a Sangheili based poem, so I was wondering if someone could give me some advice?
This is what i have so far
Standing tall, majestic, and nimble.
Warriors raised from birth.
Their blades cracking the air,
And cutting the very earth.
A sun held in their four fingered hand,
Letting them conquer other lands.
Like Persian armies filled in hate.
Four foot blades cutting flesh deep,
Melting whatever lies beneath.
The sword is covered in blood,
Yet it does not stain,
Burning all the blood away.
They strike elegantly
Fighting their foes honorably
Striking like a Samurai
Looking upon the red sky
while human blood runs dry (not sure if i’m keeping this line or not)
Cut the last one,let you look like a psychopat.
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> So my English teacher for homework required me to make a poem for school… The only thing I could come up with was a Sangheili based poem, so I was wondering if someone could give me some advice?
>
> This is what i have so far
>
> Standing tall, majestic, and nimble.
> Warriors raised from birth.
> Their blades cracking the air,
> And cutting the very earth.
> A sun held in their four fingered hand, (Shouldn’t this be “hands” since they have 2 hands, and also it rhymes better with lands instead of hand. Hand, lands. Hands, lands…)
> Letting them conquer other lands.
> Like Persian armies filled in hate.
> Four foot blades cutting flesh deep,
> Melting whatever lies beneath.
> The sword is covered in blood,
> Yet it does not stain,
> Burning all the blood away.
> They strike elegantly
> Fighting their foes honorably
> Striking like a Samurai
> Looking upon the red sky
> while human blood runs dry (not sure if i’m keeping this line or not)
That’s a pretty good poem, but I think you should get rid of the last line because the teachers may think you’re a troubled child or something.
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> Cut the last one,let you look like a psychopat.
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> > So my English teacher for homework required me to make a poem for school… The only thing I could come up with was a Sangheili based poem, so I was wondering if someone could give me some advice?
> >
> > This is what i have so far
> >
> > Standing tall, majestic, and nimble.
> > Warriors raised from birth.
> > Their blades cracking the air,
> > And cutting the very earth.
> > A sun held in their four fingered hand, (Shouldn’t this be “hands” since they have 2 hands, and also it rhymes better with lands instead of hand. Hand, lands. Hands, lands…)
> > Letting them conquer other lands.
> > Like Persian armies filled in hate.
> > Four foot blades cutting flesh deep,
> > Melting whatever lies beneath.
> > The sword is covered in blood,
> > Yet it does not stain,
> > Burning all the blood away.
> > They strike elegantly
> > Fighting their foes honorably
> > Striking like a Samurai
> > Looking upon the red sky
> > while human blood runs dry (not sure if i’m keeping this line or not)
>
> That’s a pretty good poem, but I think you should get rid of the last line because the teachers may think you’re a troubled child or something.
OK so because you guys told me to cut the last line i did, I also edited it and made it slightly longer.
Standing tall, majestic, and nimble.
Warriors raised from birth.
Their blades cracking the air,
And cutting the very earth.
A sun held in their four fingered hand,
Letting them conquer other lands.
Like Persian armies filled in hate.
Four foot blades cutting flesh deep,
Melting whatever lies beneath.
The sword is covered in indigo blood,
Yet it does not stain,
Burning all the blood away.
They swing elegantly
Fighting their foes honorably
Striking like a Samurai
Looking upon Sanghelios’ red sky
Distinctive four jaws upon their head
Marking the corners of their face
They look at humans with ill intent
Clicking their mandibles in distaste
They live by the sword and die by it as well
A warriors death on the front lines to hell
Cheensay rehmah-oh
Cheensay nntehhahdeh
Translation: a warrior at birth, a warrior in death.
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> > Cut the last one,let you look like a psychopat.
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> > > So my English teacher for homework required me to make a poem for school… The only thing I could come up with was a Sangheili based poem, so I was wondering if someone could give me some advice?
> > >
> > > This is what i have so far
> > >
> > > Standing tall, majestic, and nimble.
> > > Warriors raised from birth.
> > > Their blades cracking the air,
> > > And cutting the very earth.
> > > A sun held in their four fingered hand, (Shouldn’t this be “hands” since they have 2 hands, and also it rhymes better with lands instead of hand. Hand, lands. Hands, lands…)
> > > Letting them conquer other lands.
> > > Like Persian armies filled in hate.
> > > Four foot blades cutting flesh deep,
> > > Melting whatever lies beneath.
> > > The sword is covered in blood,
> > > Yet it does not stain,
> > > Burning all the blood away.
> > > They strike elegantly
> > > Fighting their foes honorably
> > > Striking like a Samurai
> > > Looking upon the red sky
> > > while human blood runs dry (not sure if i’m keeping this line or not)
> >
> > That’s a pretty good poem, but I think you should get rid of the last line because the teachers may think you’re a troubled child or something.
>
> OK so because you guys told me to cut the last line i did, I also edited it and made it slightly longer.
>
> Standing tall, majestic, and nimble.
> Warriors raised from birth.
> Their blades cracking the air,
> And cutting the very earth.
> A sun held in their four fingered hand,
> Letting them conquer other lands.
> Like Persian armies filled in hate.
> Four foot blades cutting flesh deep,
> Melting whatever lies beneath.
> The sword is covered in indigo blood,
> Yet it does not stain,
> Burning all the blood away.
> They swing elegantly
> Fighting their foes honorably
> Striking like a Samurai
> Looking upon Sanghelios’ red sky
> Distinctive four jaws upon their head
> Marking the corners of their face
> They look at humans with ill intent
> Clicking their mandibles in distaste
> They live by the sword and die by it as well
> A warriors death on the front lines to hell
> Cheensay rehmah-oh
> Cheensay nntehhahdeh
>
> Translation: a warrior at birth, a warrior in death.
The last line you added now make it really weird.
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> > > > So my English teacher for homework required me to make a poem for school… The only thing I could come up with was a Sangheili based poem, so I was wondering if someone could give me some advice?
> > > >
> > > > This is what i have so far
> > > >
> > > > Standing tall, majestic, and nimble.
> > > > Warriors raised from birth.
> > > > Their blades cracking the air,
> > > > And cutting the very earth.
> > > > A sun held in their four fingered hand, (Shouldn’t this be “hands” since they have 2 hands, and also it rhymes better with lands instead of hand. Hand, lands. Hands, lands…)
> > > > Letting them conquer other lands.
> > > > Like Persian armies filled in hate.
> > > > Four foot blades cutting flesh deep,
> > > > Melting whatever lies beneath.
> > > > The sword is covered in blood,
> > > > Yet it does not stain,
> > > > Burning all the blood away.
> > > > They strike elegantly
> > > > Fighting their foes honorably
> > > > Striking like a Samurai
> > > > Looking upon the red sky
> > > > while human blood runs dry (not sure if i’m keeping this line or not)
> > >
> > > That’s a pretty good poem, but I think you should get rid of the last line because the teachers may think you’re a troubled child or something.
> >
> > OK so because you guys told me to cut the last line i did, I also edited it and made it slightly longer.
> >
> > Standing tall, majestic, and nimble.
> > Warriors raised from birth.
> > Their blades cracking the air,
> > And cutting the very earth.
> > A sun held in their four fingered hand,
> > Letting them conquer other lands.
> > Like Persian armies filled in hate.
> > Four foot blades cutting flesh deep,
> > Melting whatever lies beneath.
> > The sword is covered in indigo blood,
> > Yet it does not stain,
> > Burning all the blood away.
> > They swing elegantly
> > Fighting their foes honorably
> > Striking like a Samurai
> > Looking upon Sanghelios’ red sky
> > Distinctive four jaws upon their head
> > Marking the corners of their face
> > They look at humans with ill intent
> > Clicking their mandibles in distaste
> > They live by the sword and die by it as well
> > A warriors death on the front lines to hell
> > Cheensay rehmah-oh
> > Cheensay nntehhahdeh
> >
> > Translation: a warrior at birth, a warrior in death.
>
> The last line you added now make it really weird.
I agree dont add the Sangheili to it at the end, however if it was required to work then some other parts should be in sangheili too, like the title for instance. Yet still all round it is a good poem keep it up.
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> > > > Cut the last one,let you look like a psychopat.
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> > > > > So my English teacher for homework required me to make a poem for school… The only thing I could come up with was a Sangheili based poem, so I was wondering if someone could give me some advice?
> > > > >
> > > > > This is what i have so far
> > > > >
> > > > > Standing tall, majestic, and nimble.
> > > > > Warriors raised from birth.
> > > > > Their blades cracking the air,
> > > > > And cutting the very earth.
> > > > > A sun held in their four fingered hand, (Shouldn’t this be “hands” since they have 2 hands, and also it rhymes better with lands instead of hand. Hand, lands. Hands, lands…)
> > > > > Letting them conquer other lands.
> > > > > Like Persian armies filled in hate.
> > > > > Four foot blades cutting flesh deep,
> > > > > Melting whatever lies beneath.
> > > > > The sword is covered in blood,
> > > > > Yet it does not stain,
> > > > > Burning all the blood away.
> > > > > They strike elegantly
> > > > > Fighting their foes honorably
> > > > > Striking like a Samurai
> > > > > Looking upon the red sky
> > > > > while human blood runs dry (not sure if i’m keeping this line or not)
> > > >
> > > > That’s a pretty good poem, but I think you should get rid of the last line because the teachers may think you’re a troubled child or something.
> > >
> > > OK so because you guys told me to cut the last line i did, I also edited it and made it slightly longer.
> > >
> > > Standing tall, majestic, and nimble.
> > > Warriors raised from birth.
> > > Their blades cracking the air,
> > > And cutting the very earth.
> > > A sun held in their four fingered hand,
> > > Letting them conquer other lands.
> > > Like Persian armies filled in hate.
> > > Four foot blades cutting flesh deep,
> > > Melting whatever lies beneath.
> > > The sword is covered in indigo blood,
> > > Yet it does not stain,
> > > Burning all the blood away.
> > > They swing elegantly
> > > Fighting their foes honorably
> > > Striking like a Samurai
> > > Looking upon Sanghelios’ red sky
> > > Distinctive four jaws upon their head
> > > Marking the corners of their face
> > > They look at humans with ill intent
> > > Clicking their mandibles in distaste
> > > They live by the sword and die by it as well
> > > A warriors death on the front lines to hell
> > > Cheensay rehmah-oh
> > > Cheensay nntehhahdeh
> > >
> > > Translation: a warrior at birth, a warrior in death.
> >
> > The last line you added now make it really weird.
>
> I agree dont add the Sangheili to it at the end, however if it was required to work then some other parts should be in sangheili too, like the title for instance. Yet still all round it is a good poem keep it up.
Actually the Sangheili at the end ended up getting me a better grade lol
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> > > > > Cut the last one,let you look like a psychopat.
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> > > > > > So my English teacher for homework required me to make a poem for school… The only thing I could come up with was a Sangheili based poem, so I was wondering if someone could give me some advice?
> > > > > >
> > > > > > This is what i have so far
> > > > > >
> > > > > > Standing tall, majestic, and nimble.
> > > > > > Warriors raised from birth.
> > > > > > Their blades cracking the air,
> > > > > > And cutting the very earth.
> > > > > > A sun held in their four fingered hand, (Shouldn’t this be “hands” since they have 2 hands, and also it rhymes better with lands instead of hand. Hand, lands. Hands, lands…)
> > > > > > Letting them conquer other lands.
> > > > > > Like Persian armies filled in hate.
> > > > > > Four foot blades cutting flesh deep,
> > > > > > Melting whatever lies beneath.
> > > > > > The sword is covered in blood,
> > > > > > Yet it does not stain,
> > > > > > Burning all the blood away.
> > > > > > They strike elegantly
> > > > > > Fighting their foes honorably
> > > > > > Striking like a Samurai
> > > > > > Looking upon the red sky
> > > > > > while human blood runs dry (not sure if i’m keeping this line or not)
> > > > >
> > > > > That’s a pretty good poem, but I think you should get rid of the last line because the teachers may think you’re a troubled child or something.
> > > >
> > > > OK so because you guys told me to cut the last line i did, I also edited it and made it slightly longer.
> > > >
> > > > Standing tall, majestic, and nimble.
> > > > Warriors raised from birth.
> > > > Their blades cracking the air,
> > > > And cutting the very earth.
> > > > A sun held in their four fingered hand,
> > > > Letting them conquer other lands.
> > > > Like Persian armies filled in hate.
> > > > Four foot blades cutting flesh deep,
> > > > Melting whatever lies beneath.
> > > > The sword is covered in indigo blood,
> > > > Yet it does not stain,
> > > > Burning all the blood away.
> > > > They swing elegantly
> > > > Fighting their foes honorably
> > > > Striking like a Samurai
> > > > Looking upon Sanghelios’ red sky
> > > > Distinctive four jaws upon their head
> > > > Marking the corners of their face
> > > > They look at humans with ill intent
> > > > Clicking their mandibles in distaste
> > > > They live by the sword and die by it as well
> > > > A warriors death on the front lines to hell
> > > > Cheensay rehmah-oh
> > > > Cheensay nntehhahdeh
> > > >
> > > > Translation: a warrior at birth, a warrior in death.
> > >
> > > The last line you added now make it really weird.
> >
> > I agree dont add the Sangheili to it at the end, however if it was required to work then some other parts should be in sangheili too, like the title for instance. Yet still all round it is a good poem keep it up.
>
> Actually the Sangheili at the end ended up getting me a better grade lol
Well good on you!! xD it was just my opinion, either way it was a good poem.
thats really cool, the problem is that some of the lines dont rhyme, maybe try revising them to make them rhyme, now just to troll you, Rioka eyuoia kruhh
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> thats really cool, the problem is that some of the lines dont rhyme, maybe try revising them to make them rhyme, now just to troll you, Rioka eyuoia kruhh
Some if the world greatest poems don’t rhyme, not every poem needs to rhyme jrashta
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> > thats really cool, the problem is that some of the lines dont rhyme, maybe try revising them to make them rhyme, now just to troll you, Rioka eyuoia kruhh
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> Some if the world greatest poems don’t rhyme, not every poem needs to rhyme jrashta
yeah I guess, it just makes it roll of the tongue better for me, but its still good.