Comments : Price Tag

  • 13 years ago

    by Yakari Gabriel

    SEEMS LIKE EVERYBODY'S GOT A PRICE....I WONDER HOW THEY SLEEP AT NIGHT.

    I ADORE THIS SONG.

    have you hear,Nobody's perfect?...by her..Omg<3

    Anyways,this piece was amazing...
    Nominated!!...

    girl you had some deep ass phrases going on in there...jeez.and the metaphors. 'history...breast' in one sentence?...seriously myryn??? I am amazed. mwa!

  • 13 years ago

    by Decayed

    Great one :)

    I like it so much.. very smooth, yet vivid, expressing, and metaphorically speaking, it's AMAZING XD

    FIVE

  • 13 years ago

    by Brittany C

    Definitely different. The wording was good and I liked the format you used. The length was also good and so was the flow.

    gave it a 5/5

  • 13 years ago

    by Dark Secrets

    Loved it! You played with the words nicely here... Especially this stanza.

    "He would often slip
    between the pages of
    n i g h t s and sigh-lence"

    Sweeet ^_^
    so swe

  • 13 years ago

    by Britt

    Is this about a glorified hooker? lol

    I love the interesting pieces you have here. The spacing of nights had me a bit confused, but it gave it a more dramatic emphasis, so I liked that. The sigh-lence = quirky and smart. It really brought a double meaning here, as though it is silent unless there are sighs, probably breathless from all the hooking going on (lol)

    My favorite part had to be writing history between her breasts. This part felt like I was reading a romance novel, with tasteful love scenes. It definitely made me think it would be something every woman would want to experience. Beautifully written!

  • 13 years ago

    by Sunshine

    :) cheap minds, buy everything and end up with nothing lol...anyway..thank you for writing this poem

    I think this is a piece of pure mind, depth, poetic tints, wisdom, sarcasm, yet with all these still served a very important message.

    Definitely, a front page ;) poem!

  • 13 years ago

    by Aaron Snyder

    Nice piece. I like the way you not so nice things in a nice way. Your use of language is impressive. One stanza stood out for me.

    He would often slip
    between the pages of
    n i g h t s and sigh-lence

    Very nice.

  • 13 years ago

    by Lonely Rider

    //He would often slip
    between the pages of
    n i g h t s and sigh-lence

    // Ohh i just loved this line.... that's amazing...

    //Now tell me, dearest,
    how much more love
    can you buy

    with a half dime?

    // I am amazed by the beauty , the depth and the structure of the ending ... it leaves you with a stange feeling.

    this is truly beautiful :)

  • 13 years ago

    by Yakari Gabriel

    VERY WELL DESERVED...XOXO

  • 13 years ago

    by Decayed

    Congrats:)

  • 13 years ago

    by nouriguess

    Congrats congrats connnnngratssss!!! :D

  • 13 years ago

    by vip

    Lovely poem!

  • 13 years ago

    by Saerelune

    "I should have known:
    the sun does shine
    at night like
    brightly-colored
    hanging
    lamps,"
    ^ I truly have to ponder about these lines, when you say the sun does shine at night, are you talking about the moon here, perhaps? Or perhaps an artificial sun, something like hanging lamps. But that wouldn't make any sense.
    As much as I love the idea of hanging lamps, and having arranged your lines according the shape of "hanging" (quite down), you are being very vague here. I am not really sure whether this image is meant as something negative or positive. "I should have known" says it's negative, but bright/sun makes it all positive.

    "were his qualms
    while choking,
    on his own
    alibis."
    ^ See, now this is some clear darkness.

    "He would often slip
    between the pages of
    n i g h t s and sigh-lence"
    ^ Everyone has pointed this out already, and I am going to do this too: I loved it. Wordplay is something new you've been doing in your poetry, and you did a nice job here. The distance between "nights" makes me think that you're also playing with the word "nigh".

    "writing history between
    her breasts...
    tracing road
    maps of her freckles... "
    ^ That's a very poetic way of describing sensual acts, while slowing down the pace with these ellipses.

    I thought that the ending of this poem fit very well with the rest, it's surprising how you could incorporate the title in such a flawless way. The only issue is on the first stanza, I think, since I still can't figure out what the purpose of that stanza is.