not joking but i have a homework that requires me to make some poems and uhhh… i chose a poem about the church of iris in a negative light
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how should i improve the background or the actual poem itself:
note: it’s 4:40pm at the time of me writing this, and this homework is due tomorrow
please don’t publish this
the poem is ass but the gfx is good
how do i improve the poem lol (its gonna be a short one)
idk i’m not a poet
it just doesn’t sound like a poem
oh there’s so much “worse” than this
if this ever gets shown to your class you will be literally committing social suicide 
fr? social suicide?
‘who are rizzless and can’t get bitches’
i was actually thinking of that lol 
i’d be killed if i used “bitches” instead of “girls” lol
Don’t sacrifice an easy grade just to make fun of people online.
worst thing is no one will get the joke
theyd probably be weirded out
tbh id just make a basic ass poem and not risk it
huh wdym? theres more rules than you might think, i guess
might aswell make a short poem about a person who’s friend died and the person commits suicide by using magic to poison themself (or make their bodies produce a fatal amount, depends on how the friend died) and that poison wouldve saved their friend (had it been given on time)
yea do that instead
I can’t help with the picture but I came with 3 poems about the Church of Iris but its pretty long.
1st:
In the land of Arcane Odyssey,
Stands the Church of Iris, woven in mystery,
A place of solace, prayers and faith,
Where lost souls find light in dark embrace.
With walls of ancient stones so storied,
And stained-glass windows paint tales illogical,
The Church of Iris whispers secrets of old,
As the bells call forth the devout and bold.
Inside its hallowed halls divine,
The church pews hold whispers of legends entwined,
There, magic weaves bonds, bridging hearts and minds,
For the seekers who journey to find the truth confined.
Light and shadows dance in harmony rare,
As within the sanctuary lays the Iris Altar bare,
An embodiment of hope for heroes seeking answers fair,
Where devotion shines bright on faces, pure and rare.
In Arcane Odyssey’s world so wide,
The Church of Iris stands strong against fate’s tide,
A sacred haven for the lost to decide,
Their destiny carved in celestial divide.
2nd:
In the land of Arcane, where magic resides,
A church stands tall, a beacon it provides,
The Church of Iris, a testament to faith,
A sanctuary for weary souls, a warming embrace.
Amidst the chaos and battles fought,
The people gather in Iris’ court,
A refuge from the ephemeral fight,
With stained glass windows bathing walls in light.
In the realm of arcane wonders and mystery,
Her gentle touch heals pain and misery,
For they know she’s there, their guiding star,
In this world torn apart by magical war.
The Church of Iris stands proud and strong,
A bastion against darkness and wrong,
Shining her light through their destiny’s haze
In the enchanted world of Arcane Odyssey’s days.
3rd:
In the land of Arcane Odyssey, where magic thrives,
Stands a sacred haven, the Church of Iris.
A respite for weary souls, seeking grace and peace,
In this hallowed ground, their sorrows cease.
Towers tall and noble, slender spires do rise,
Grey stone walls adorned with celestial eyes.
As radiant light pours through stained glass panes,
Illuminating the altar where wisdom reigns.
Gentle whispers of prayer echo through the halls,
As reverent acolytes heed Iris’ calls.
Their hearts in unison with each gentle plea,
A symphony of faith, a boundless sea.
Iris’ sweet embrace, a soft touch of healing,
A refuge in storm talks as shadows start stealing
A sanctuary where weary hearts can mend
Finding solace in her arms and grace they send.
In the twilight hour, as dusk starts to descend,
Boundless colors of the sky weave and blend.
The church, a lighthouse guiding souls to shore,
In Arcane Odyssey, an everlasting lore.
For within its walls, secrets hidden and divine,
The Church of Iris stands as an eternal shrine.
A testament to hope, love’s eternal promise,
Embraced by her grace, we fear no abyss.
EDIT:
Now that I have published this I forgot the theme was “degeneracy”, I don’t know how these three poems could help you.
Damn everyone out here giving better advice if you go through with this.
Anyways, do a poem about some leaf falling, it’d be far easier and more school appropriate.
In an Odyssey called Arcane
There exists a gathering of those who are profane
Her skin nice, cool and fair
Blazing those who come and dare
With her head full of fiery crimson
Going with desires from which they are driven
Should there be light, O may the Lord save them
The light of salvation come save these men
I tried
If im reading correctly, your rhyming Iris with Rizzless but Girl with Girls.
bro please dont
