I can see your style when I read your poem is all over it. I love the ending. I'll come back later to write a better comment. Perhaps tomorrow.

Overwhelmed with fear, ready to give up
feeling empty and alone, that's what I am
getting from this piece.
You did an amazing job
5/5

Oh no. What have you done to my heart, Xanthe!

I read this over and over and over again and didnt get bored for me I think this is your best poem
I love the idea in it it gave me image that
u were hurt by some body and he left u in pain
facing your fears alone with your heart still bleeding for it got hurt so deep yet it still love him
and it made u feel you are nothing

there are some great images in this poem like
"my fear dancing in the air
on this windy day;"
it is like your fear is eating u away and is all around u

but my fav. part is still the ending

"for I am nothing-
like the wind
on this windy day."
took my breath from me it is really fantastic
I wish i had more votes to nominate this
cause it has to be nominated
keep writing 5/5 for sure=)

I really love the opening line, i like the title and it together, really puts you into that mood when you start reading this piece....

writing vacant poetry

my favorite line in this poem. . . . you really portrayed these emotions really nicely ... this was an ecellent poem so it deserves a 5 nice ob on this challenge.

Xanthe this poem is AWESOME.

I loved the first few lines, it drew me in to the rest of the poem. It saddens me that people place their hearts in other people's hands and they end up not taking care of it, not loving it and treating it like it should be (obviously not in the literal sense) but metaphorically. It is when you love someone and they love you, you give them your heart but even in the first few stanzas this person drained the love from the heart leaving it empty and bleeding in their hands.

I think the next few lines show that even though they hurt you, you still love them. The fact that they hurt you and you are still trying to find comfort beneath their wings just shows me how deep it actually is.

I can really feel the sadness within this poem, the last few lines was an awesome ending to it, it felt empty like how you're feeling. I was heartbroken reading it but I loved it at the same time.

AWESOME WRITE

x

On the verge of giving up, indeed it is a hard time in life when you have something that you want to hold on too, hope for things to change and get better, but you find that your just wasting your own time. I really like the comparison to the wind as well.

Great I loved how u ended this poem welldone keep it up FAB poet :) 5/5

-- When I started reading this poem, I think I knew who wrote it and also I felt like I know what this poem is about. I won't go into much detail, but it is sad that you are feeling like the wind. It's sad because it's a windy day. Though, I have to say that the way I first interpret it was much better than how I interpreted it after on the third read because a windy day like, obviously, have strong winds and if you are feeling like the wind on a windy day then you must be feeling strong . But then I thought a windy day can create some damage, so perhaps that's how you are feeling, so many things accumulated that make you strong but at the same time making you feel this sad. I liked this poem because in a way it's simple and also it has an impact on the reader, Sorry, I can't add anything more since everyone else already said it.

A captivating beginning. An intense middle. A riveting end. Nicely penned.

This was crafted so beautifully! I could just feel the emotions and pain you must have felt when writing this piece because it was so raw and evident in your words. You just captivated me right from the beginning and I could just feel the hope slipping as I went further into the poem. The more I read the poem, the more it saddened me because I could relate so easily to your words of writing vacant poetry of a love that could never be...it's like wishing on a fading star that you know will never shine your way. That knowing...that feeling...that vacancy is so suffocating that it is so difficult to pen it eloquently into a poem and you did that perfectly here. Sometimes the hardest things is knowing whether to give up or just try harder...distinguishing between the two could be exhausting. This was just flawless. I loved it.