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Post by Queen of Rain on Jun 30, 2005 7:22:04 GMT -8
Monotone
Take me away Vacuum ahead strangles me sweetly, ripples in my head
Your breathing is heavy my child and you fingers are bluer than the eyes af Herr Empty
He stranges me sweetly, Vacuum ahead, warmth of this solemnity that I now call my home
this poem is partly a description of writers block but to me it turned to a deeper description of melancholia..
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Post by Confusion on Jun 30, 2005 11:57:47 GMT -8
this is good.... and it leaves the reader wondering, which is good... but perhaps too much wondering... i think it would be great if you added a couple more stanzas?.... good job though!
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Post by ScarletMornings on Jun 30, 2005 14:50:56 GMT -8
i agree. but great job.
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Post by Queen of Rain on Jul 1, 2005 0:44:44 GMT -8
its a bit werid that on this page people always say make it longer, as if a poem under 25 lines aint a poem.. i mean i usually write things that are like 4 lines long... this iu was more thinking of taking away the middle stanzas as it is jsut weird.. so sorry guys, ill really try to make it less confusing but it wont b much longer..
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Post by Confusion on Jul 1, 2005 7:58:00 GMT -8
kk, that's cool! you are right, it isnt the length that is important it's what's in it... so if it was less confusiog im sure it would be great!!!
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