WOW, the title of this poem is
what drew me in.
This was amazing,
the images you created through your words were
so beautiful.
I was imagining it all in my head.
I have a really vivid imagination
and its not often I read
amazing poems like this that
allows it to just run with itself =)
This is definitely one of my favorites.
This is a stunning piece!!
Another 5/5 (I would give more if I could :))
WEll done, Take care

:)....ok now........I get it......did venus (really) thrust her stiletto through your heart......Impressive Michael, after you know which poem , I learned my lessons well......and this poem is again awesome.......its very subtlety portrayed yet holds so much pain.....kinda makes me wonder what beauty is there in love or something closest to it........."stench of decay" and dreams fading.......monotony shows ugliness in many forms turning everything meaningful upside down.........even to the extremes of taking away which rightfully belongs to us.........subtle and a lovely write.

Wow very dark mr. darcy. good job. 5/5
**harlea

Firstly -- This is an outstanding piece.

"Venus floated into the room on a perfumed zephyr, her aura pulling at my quartz's anchor. A new dawn had begun and I was blessed with a radiant sunrise."

^^ Right away, I can see everything you've described. This is a PERFECT beginning to the piece.

"Thrust into a breathless storm, this princess swept her whispered stardust over my heart. Fantasies became immortalised with a silky lace embrace."

^^ The only thing I find wrong here, is "immortalised" is misspelled. I do believe it should be "immortalized".

"Her delicate palms gifted me a scarf of exquisite beauty. Such endowment was rare and its' caress surreal. Fortified silk had created an amulet of steel."

^^ "Its'" -- should be "it's", if I'm not mistaken.

"Through the seasons, the fragrance of love became the stench of decay and our dreams of forever souls slipped away, far away from green pastures, smothering our fabled ever after."

^^ AH! I love love love this. "..the fragrance of love became the stench of decay.." -- I really liked how the mood changes so quickly, and smoothly.

It was actually very hard to "critique" this, as there was nothing wrong with it, with the exception of extremely minor spelling errors. Also, the "Venus Thrust Her Stiletto Through My Heart" was very clever.

Beautifully written, 5/5

-Briana

I have yet to find a poem I like more than this on this site yet. I love the, abstractness, uniqueness, and imagery. 5/5, without a doubt : ) keep it up

Oh, I love your poetry very much. I like this style for you because you seem to let your talent shine through more visibly. I liked the hidden message. The title was an eye catcher. The poem itself was beautiful and descriptive. The mood change was easily picked up and I loved the choice of vocabulary as well. Overall, one of my favorites by you. 5/5

Your style is unique - it's quite refreshing after seeing many that have the same style, same rhythm, and same structure. The message you were trying to portray got across perfectly. I really enjoyed this :)

Okay. First off, I can tell you. This poem seems really interesting. I see you have some hidden message that the reader has to find with the letters that begin each stanza. How unique is that.

This poem was really interesting. It had a unique format and a unique way of telling your emotions & thoughts. Word-choice was good, not too complex but some words I didn't know what they meant. However, this poem was overall a very nice write and unique write also. Great job. 5/5.

What a deep and intense piece you have penned. You show such a talent with your dark poetry. Imagery and word choices are fantastic. I could picture the scene in my mind as I read your words. Love the twist at the end where you reveal the curse.
Great!
Take Care Cindy

Excellent word choice and picture painting imagery in this piece! Magical and dark....well worth the read!

Venus thrust her stiletto through my heart....

Oh, how very sad this is Michael!
How much pain you must have endured before you were ready to write the pain away.
My heart goes out to you, I know from bitter experience how deep a romantic heart can ache:(
Once a rose is plucked it will eventually die, although most men like to be believe otherwise.
Nothing lasts forever, but for the pain where the thorns have puctured your hands.
A beautiful write, my friend.

Take care,

5/5 Ingrid