by Matters Nov 16, 2005
category :
Sadness, depression /
about death
Created by his art, the master, |
by sarah
Well it took me a couple times of reading it :P but i get it, very creative. it reminds me of egyptian tombs or something.. i don't know if that was what you were going for but .. ive kinda got that feel for it.. how the historic artistic tombs were destroyed with... old bodies in them? :] im not sure but i liked it it was something different. |
I'm probably being thick, but I don't quite understand it, stunning imagery though, keep it up! |
by Dreams
I can't really form a story or meaning from the start of the poem, however the ending does strike something to me. But still, I can't really pen down my thoughts on this poem, there're many ways one can interpret from this poem. I decided to see it as a so called 'perfect' life created by one hands and also it's being destroyed by that same pair of hands. Though I'm not sure if I make sense here! lol. Anyway, this is one poem that makes you think and you wouldn't mind reading it over and over. This is a masterpiece. Thanks for sharing. =) |
Holy *some word i can't say* you are one heck of a writer.. I'm jealous... teehee.. you have a really goood way with words.. keeep it up!! |
Wow, this poem is a big pile of crap. Gross, you suck dude. 1/5 Your mom's a S L U T, go to hell 1/5 |