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03-15-2007, 12:37 AM
wow... really good. I'm gonna post one lol.
A Wonderful World The nights grow longer The days grow colder Wishing time would stop Faking a smile everyday Of her horrible life She tries so hard To hide the scars She sits in school Dreading going home Knowing what waits Once she enters Those horrible gates She dreams of the day She'll finally be free To be carefree and loved Not hated and scorned She comes and leaves school Fighting tears back everyday Wishing someone could help But also knowing that price That would be paid if so As she sits there and dreams Her eyes start to tear Wishing no on could hear The sad, sorry tears She dreams about death In this cold lonely place Never knowing true love Or what it could have been She tries so hard To hide the scars Faking a smile everyday Of her horrible lie Because the nights They grow longer And the days They grow colder But then, that Wonderful day came She was finally free And all her dreams Turned into reality She was finally happy She cried no more tears all of her fears simply disappeared Life goes on. But I'm gone. Cause I'll die without you. </3 |
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03-17-2007, 05:58 AM
Oki doki ..So, I`m not posting on your topic because I`m an kisser and feel the urge to comment on your poem because you commented on mine. I posted so late because I didn`t know what to write to you and I didn`t wanted to make it a lame post (seriously lack of sleep makes me think better ) .So here goes nothing: I liked your poem ..and if it`s not about suicidal love ..than I`m lost ..it`s a little simplistic and doesn`t leave too much room to interpretations ..my opinion
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03-18-2007, 09:57 AM
The Dreading
Uncontrollable vengeance Fighting to restrain Knowing anger and grievance Never-ending pain Feel my dreading Clenched fists Challenging glares Rage is just the gist Of my gritted bare Feel my dreading Wanting to stop it To just freeze everything Comes back to haunt Coldness of the world sings Feel my dreading Death descends Ever-impending doom The prophecy of end Hidden in the gloom Feel my dreading Hatred manipulates Trapped in one's body The darkness escalates Can't break free Feel my dreading Tales of the dead Awakening the worst Resisting my fate But unable to curse Feel my dreading One last hope Life seeps in As you try to grope Just to find a helpless grin Feel my dreading Falling out of love That hope is lost As my bleeding heart lurks In the shadow of yours I dread... There's no such thing as happy endings, for when you find true love, happiness is everlasting.
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03-18-2007, 12:54 PM
WTF???!!??? Aieeeeeeeeeeeeee! Help! Help! He's after me! He's gonna kill me... It's him It's him! I know it's him..
*Takes of cross, does some warding signs, drinks holy water (and some brandy for good measure) and sprinkles it all over (the holy water that is) starts chanting about sheperd and sheep and little bow beep... the warm air surrounds him yet he shudders * My god CN! Vividly descriptive...! Wonderful poetry! Since you also asked for an expert opinion here are a couple of tips: 1. Your rhyme scheme is very good but you didn't stick to meter very well. That would have taken this already excellent poem to the next level. Meter basically denotes the count of syllables (as pronounced not read) per line. The first verse started out as a 3 syllable meter per line but the second verse and thereafter deviated and came back in spurts. 2. Lucid imagery but its spread a little thin. You could add a couple more verses in between to even out the flow, coz otherwise it might appear a bit disjointed. Take verses 2, 3 and 4 for example. Verse 2 talks about your feeling toward someone or something else. Verse 3 jumps to how you wish to feel about yourself while verse 4 jumps immediately to something that describes the moment from a third perspective. Now, this sort of jump can sometimes be good, but you need to have more lines per verse to make it good so that when the reader does make a jump, a trail of smooth thought settles behind. Just my two cents worth, hope I didn't say something wrong ... I'll say it again, it's brilliant poetry and I'd just love to see you write some more too *Rushes off to phone publishers on this profitable deal* Omae mo kanjite no ka... kaze no koe? |
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