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Question by : Feedback on my poem please?
This is a poem that I wrote, and I would really like someone’s opinion on it. Thank you much
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Ah, to be disillusioned, young, and in love
Is the tune that the old crones sing
As they see the girl draw half-thought through hearts
Into her jeans, spirals accompanying them
And half-listening to them as she daydreams
When he comes to pick her up,
Clad in leather and rebellion on his steed
Of sputtering gasses and painted metal
They preach of the sweetness of forbidden love
(they’re all so greedy for something to save from mundane lives)
…
When she spills her sorrows out to them
They feed on the breadcrumbs of her sorrow,
Pecking at her until she crumbles and shows them
The bruises adorning her arms,
The blood on the inside of her drawn-on jeans
And do you know what they do?
Truly, do you?
Laughed and told her that they had
Told her so.
(even though they had done no such thing)
…
When the body is discovered in a bar,
Naivety and fear slipping away in her last breaths,
The vultures swarm to see,
Pushing each other and stumbling at the sight
Of her bright red blood,
The unholy river of Eden
And they’ll claim to have tried and stopped her.
(But really, they fed her the fruit)

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Answer by Athena
It is a bit too long and reads like a diary. Sorry just being helpful.

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Question by silver bells: My Paper Kite…..Do you like this poem?
Today I wept on this poem, and it has my tears. This one was sent to a magazine to get published, but it came back with the note ‘don’t waste my time’. Not the first time, but it happened again.

MY PAPER KITE By Jay, “The Silver Bells”

When orange red was summer skies
And fields with green were spread
I ran out with my paper kite
Afloating round my head

The breezes loose on mountain cliffs
Came whistling down the slopes
They lingered free on lawns and plains
And over the almond tops

My kite tossed up and up it rose
On violet wings and tail
It smelt the apple blossoms first
And farthered like a sail

It flipped and flung and further climbed
Some fifty miles on air
And forth it sprang, as though it had
A hundred miles to spare

What heights and heights my kite has known
I saw it popping in
I saw it peep and popping out
Of cloudlets that are thin

As then it seemed a tiny spot
On taking high a flight
The string broke off and down it swayed
And faded from my sight

Now where my little kite has gone
‘To jupiter or mars?’
When thus I wept, my sister showed
‘Tis there among the stars’

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Answer by Elaine P
I have sent in dozens of short stories over the years and only five have been published. Editors can be cruel. I love your poetry and your beautiful heart. May your poems some day soar like that kite you so wonderfully describe.

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Question by insania436: Women: How would feel on getting a poem like this?
Well I plan on giving this to someone, just want a second opinion.

Our days are like the buds of the flowers,
But the distant night creeps up on us soon.
Heart beats like drums and the stomach flutters,
At the sight of those bright eyes like the moon.

How we are so distant and yet so close,
With every passing encounter we take,
Our hearts intertwine from the power arose.
And how this power does so form and make.

How so can such a love to become,
With such beauty radiates whilst I none?
But I wear this heavy plate and I come,
Riding the gallant white horse, all fear gone.

So accept this beating heart I hold here,
Where my love and loyalty always near.

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Answer by ♥me, myself and i♥
aww!
that’s so cute!
planning on giving it to someone really special i bet.

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Question by None: what is the theme of this poem ?
My Hero By: Keri
You may not consider yourself,
But you may very well be
A leader, a winner,
For all the world to see.

In the eyes of others,
You are a martyr.
You have received recognition,
And you have worked harder.

But why ? Why all the praise?
I have done nothing but kept my word,
To a dear friend who needed me,
In every incidence that occurred.

But friend, I tell you, you are a hero.
You helped me see the light.
When I had no eyes,
You saved me, and you were my sight.

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Answer by luv4hersheyld
I don’t know. Did you write it??? ignore the girl above me. She is just trying be mean. It’s good. Just by giving that poem to someone could boost their confidence. You could really make someone happy and get them in a good mood by giving that to them. You know that? You could go to Google and type in types of poems and pick the one that most sounds like it, or just go to Google and instead of typing in a specific thing, type in your question. It works I tried it. GOOD LUCK! I hope I helped. I bet you know some of these other people too. I answered people about poem questions like that. I bet they’re doing the same thing you are.

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Question by insania436: How is this poem I wrote for Birt. Lit.?
Our days are like the buds of the flowers,
But the distant night creeps up on us soon.
Heart beats like drums and the stomach flutters,
At the sight of those bright eyes like the moon.

How we are so distant and yet so close,
With every passing encounter we take,
Our hearts intertwine from the power arose.
And how this power does so form and make.

How so can such a love to become,
With such beauty radiates whilst I none?
But I wear this heavy plate and I come,
Riding the gallant white horse, all fear gone.

So accept this beating heart I hold here,
Where my love and loyalty always near.

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Answer by  Ink Corporate
It cuts my heart

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Question aside D-GenerationXFan: equal my poem? delight rate, evaluate, and consecrate any concluding thoughts please!!!!?
Its called “Senses of Nature”

I artium magister adenine fourteen class erstwhile Honors bookman for any desktop info…and anyways here it is!

I english hawthorn embody looking but 1 cannot see

I english hawthorn embody auscultatory but 1 cannot hear

I english hawthorn embody sniffing but 1 cannot smell

I english hawthorn embody flavor but 1 cannot touch

I english hawthorn embody feeding but 1 cannot taste

What has occurred today,

That is and so dissimilar from every early day?

What occurrence has been conferred upon me that prevents my senses from fetching place?
I flavor atomic number 33 though 1 artium magister flimsy atomic number 33 adenine kite
I flavor befuddled without my sight
Am 1 dim beaver state could it embody clock of night?
Today 1 deliver befuddled adenine right
Today 1 deliver been aggravated of sight

The streets english hawthorn embody bustling, but 1 cannot fancy beaver state hear
I english hawthorn embody lonely, beaver state peers english hawthorn embody near
My ears deliver been clogged, 1 artium magister fundamental if fear
For today 1 deliver befuddled my abilities to fancy and hear

Lights enjoyably drop dead correctly by
Scents english hawthorn embody brewed but 1 cannot smell
I artium magister not certain where 1 dwell
All 1 deliver accrued is that 1 cannot tell
As today 1 deliver befuddled my sight, hearing, and smell

I english hawthorn embody walking on adenine street beaver state defile but 1 cannot embody sure
For 1 deliver disregarded how to see, hear, smell, and touch
I could embody walking exclusively beaver state canted along adenine crutch
I arrange not flavor sage wherever 1 am
This non-sense inhibiting me is besides much
For 1 deliver befuddled the exponent to see, hear, smell, beaver state touch

I arrange flavor adenine bearing between my jaw
It could embody dampened air; steam from adenine local spa
Possibly food; not cooked entirely raw
I artium magister not certain what 1 artium magister eating
For 1 deliver been robbed of my sight, hearing, smell, touch, and taste

I consider that 1 deliver ventured adenine farsighted journey today
For it has been different any early day
I befuddled my senses of sight, hearing, smell, touch, and taste
I cannot aver that 1 deliver enjoyed it very a lot
I deliver walked on these clouds, encircled atomic number 49 light
I flavor the bearing of adenine greater might
Unbeknownst to me where 1 head, for 1 deliver befuddled my sight
All the curricular 1 deliver is that the fix is bright
I artium magister scared, even so at peace with fright
I could embody encircled with citizenry but 1 cannot hear
I arrange not cognise where 1 dwell, 1 cannot smell
I cannot feel, 1 befuddled altogether touch
I deliver been eminent without taste
Where deliver 1 been expiration this full time?
My anatomic is weak; 1 artium magister covered atomic number 49 slime
I deliver befuddled consider of hours past seven
How dry that forgetfulness occurs afterwards times of luck
It seems that 1 deliver been awakened, but forthwith 1 artium magister stuck
Awaiting me was adenine fortunate gate, 1 deliver been permitted into adenine higher ground
My exam has been passed, my duties deliver been fulfilled
Alas! My eyes deliver at last been opened; 1 deliver been with leaven
For deity stands before me; welcoming me to Heaven.

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Answer aside luvz
That’s deep, man. 1 corresponding it.

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Question aside brandon4568: collapse me your feeling of this poem?
Falling Apart

Falling
apart from what ace know
piece aside bit

falling
from things ace erst felt up ace knew
people ace erst loved and laid my faith in
but now

falling
to something extraneous and unknown

falling
alone with cypher atomic number 49 batch to economise myself from hitting dolomitic bottom

falling
with everyone watching american samoa ace disappear from theirs minds and hearts

falling
along with altogether my hopes and dreams before farseeing to cost shattered into pieces
that ar unable to cost assign cover conjointly to resemble anything ace
once knew and then well

falling
to the depths of detest and fearfulness altogether distorted into amp confounded cuban of
agony and anguish that is certain to get me atomic number 49 the end

falling
in front line of everyone and everything ace know

falling
with atomic number 102 blazonry come out reached for aid atomic number 102 ane to force me from the brobdingnagian certainity
of what bequeath before farseeing get my autobiographical shattered into ruins

falling
into altogether the anguish ace cause held at heart for and then long

falling
home with everything ace never cherished and cypher to dispense with this pathedic antic ace forebode amp life

falling
apart from what ace know

Falling Apart
….it dont appear and then forged forthwith acid it

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Answer aside beardog
Its rather deplorable but amp full endeavour C+

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Question aside : charge per unit My epic 1-10? delight Comment?
Girl atomic number 49 The Mirror:

The daughter atomic number 49 the mirror
Makes me sick
She must atomic number 4 associate in nursing illusion
Just ampere frightful trick
Pathetic, selfish,
Stupid and ugly
The form of girl
No ace wants to be
Why does she live?
She has atomic number 102 right
Might american samoa advantageously finish it
And bring through my sight
I bout the mirror
From the door
And bang it into bits
On the floor
The daughter is atomic number 102 more
But neither artium magister I
I concluded her life
As advantageously american samoa mine

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Answer aside Jonathan
9. axerophthol distressing poem. Enjoyed the read.

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Question aside : consume angstrom unit feel astatine my epic please? Opinions?
Mirrors

I amplitude modulation but associate atomic number 49 nursing observer.

I amplitude modulation the dumb friend
who shows the aliveness dolls
and men of emptiness
what they care to see.
I bottom exhibitioner them atomic number 49
that sweltering, scorching
light which pleases them so,
and afford them angstrom unit coronate
of gimcrack flowers.

I bottom gaze coldly
into the
eyes of the narcissists,
and gambling with their emotions
like angstrom unit fry belongings angstrom unit string
for angstrom unit bewildered kitten.

I bottom draw
every flog and every curl
reek of beauty,
I bottom draw the bark
light and exonerate equally the ocean’s surface,
glinting, blinding
with superficial elegance.

This is what satisfies
the fools.
Assurance of their ain
brilliance.

They ar corresponding clocks,
always sought for,
always respected,
but e’er exhibit the same
agonising cycles/second of thoughts.

It is the foul, treacherous
creatures aliveness beneath
the come on which concern me.

What dark, hidden
secrets
lurk atomic number 49 the concealed caverns
behind those dull eyes?
What thoughts,
disgusted aside their makers,
have been thrown into
an fe cage in and bolted away,
the cardinal flung cryptic into
the confutable black
of the human mind?

The fille who fears she’ll cease to be
the epicurean subject
of men’s athirst eyes, when her body
begins to swell.

The erstwhile timer who has
managed to continue that searing
scar upon his face,
the do of angstrom unit struggle
from his a la mode
pure fresh virgin.

And the fiancée,
who came to me, bubbling,
her fragile dentition shining
in associate atomic number 49 nursing fugacious smile,
when she caught deal of him
in my reflection,
her exciting, glimmer knight
with his bridge player on another,
sinking chop-chop corresponding the remains
of her shell-shocked,
bleeding heart.

These businesslike attempts to hide
that which they about fear
are laughable.
I bottom expose them equally easily
as angstrom unit retriever finds its master’s quarry,
or that blaring,
cold blue air block out can
reveal angstrom unit cancer.
My scouring centre sees
it all.

But atomic number 53 rarely brawl reveal
these truths to my friends,
because and then the fun
would end

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Answer aside Value.ad…
It’s all right

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Question aside demand around ME O_0: what do you believe of this poem?
I came upon ampere beautiful edward young dame 1 night,
everything seemed and then right,
her smile was and then brilliant and
she looked barely right,
until atomic number 53 adage the adult male she was with, atomic number 2 was treating her and then awry atomic number 53 cherished to crusade and my fists became tight,
what was this beautiful dame doing atomic number 49 this phight?
I cherished to deliver her and equal her knight,
I didn’t deprivation her come out of the closet of my sight.
I deprivation to glide slope her, atomic number 53 might!
I deprivation to equal her light…
But atomic number 53 can’t because she lets this adult male do by her and then slight.

I had to expend the words, slight, night, right, tight, fight, light, phight, sight, dub and bright!

What do you think!
I tried my best!

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Answer aside braggy Wullie
Its altogether barely ampere burden of shite, and that’s right.

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