I am the rose,
Once blooming passionate red,
Frozen by angry storms,
I love how you take a beautiful creation as a Rose and then use a storm to cover it up in ice. In a way it's like a heart being covered in pain over the years, love it.
Courtney
What a sad and touching piece. I enjoyed reading this.
I am the tree,
Still yet strong,
My ends will break,
Yet, I am silent to the pain.
This stanza really caught my attention. Just loved it. My ends will break
Yet, I am silent to the pain. So many times when we are hurting we suffer in silence.
Great job!
Love Cindy
The snow falls outside my window,
Fierce winds pelt the sides of my empty home,
*I love this line. The imagery there is flawless. One thing I would do is break down the line. The length of it really messes up your flow. I'd make it smaller. Maybe break it into two lines.*
I suddenly realize that I can relate to this ice covered abyss,
*Same thing here. I'd break these lines down*
I am the winter.
I am the twig,
Always stepped on,
Disregarded,
Forgotten as I break under pressure.
*I love this stanza. The way you describe the twig is amazing. I can imagine a twig being stepped on and no one caring about it, that's brillant. *
I am the rose,
Once blooming passionate red,
*I'd add an "a" after blooming. That way it sounds more complete. Beautiful imagery though*
Frozen by angry storms,
Tyrants to my love.
*Love that last line. Very clever :) *
I am the tree,
Still yet strong,
*I don't really understand this line, it seem kind or random. Maybe " Steady and strong" or something like that.*
My ends will break,
*I'd change this to "my braches will break" that way you relate to the tree more*
Yet, I am silent to the pain.
My smiles reviled,
Loving attitude ignored,
For whoever loved something dead,
Awakened by sun to live again.
*I like you're ending. but it doesn't seem to fit here. I'd maybe reword the ending so your idea is finished. I think you had some amazing ideas. Overall this was really good. Just work on your ending some. Nik