by Nicole
This was an amazing poem. 5/5. it was amazing and captivating. ur a very good writer. keep writing. |
by Haylie
Ah it gave me chills i loved it keep goin! |
I like this and can relate to it on many levels.It is a plea, a question, a demand, an attempt to understand and get through to someone.Some of us live life too intensely to feel it, so we numb ourselves.But the reality we create is just as real as any other.I've spent my time numbing myself, I've fought against what society dictates, but I've never sacrificed my emotions,my beliefs, my dreams. For given time, the mask becomes the face itself.Life is not fair, and many times I've questioned so many things with WHY?Acceptance is a hard thing, but begins with understanding.We are all learning every day.This is well written, good metaphors, nice flow. And you don't know how much I can triult relate to this. |
by christine m
Hey, its me again, im a big fan of your writing! And thanks for the email- i really admore the truth in this poem- i just wish the ending was with all the answers lol! Im having a bad day- and all i've been saying is WHY!! every word wsa emotion- almost made me cry- yummy poem |
by SCARECROW
And you say I'M good? You really should know your own poetry far surpasses my own. Long, but lovely, and a true delight to read. I love how you manipulate your words and spin your own tapestry, so to speak. Again, lovely work, keep it up. |
Damn!! this is good, u wrote abt a question which i believe we all ask ourselves somewhere in our lifetime and then leave them unanswered.....u really potrayed a very crucial query in best possible manner...great write indeed |
Hmm...different. Loved the way it was composed though. Had a very unusual style of the way it was posed. The questioning of 'why' was used quite well. |
by Courtney
WOW! This is beautiful! So morbid! I love it! |
by Courtney
WOW! This is beautiful! So morbid! I love it! |
by kristina
I love your style and everything about that poem is definantly true. It sparks images both sad and depressing and also memories of everything that I've gone through in life. Basically it was like watching a movie inside of my head |
by Cattiebrie
This is excellent. I was drawn in. it is very powerful and honest. great job |
Jeez, I can totally relate to this . Incredible . It was a very unique style of writing, but wow . It worked well . VERY well . Just wow ... |
Wow, I found this poem kind of confusing, your thoughts are kind of all over the place and i think you should rethink the lines somewhat. I did like the topic, drugs and alcohol are worthless and don't do anything for anyone. |
A very well written poem, nice, strong voice. Very well written and explained. Good use of words. |
by Annabel
Wow a very powerful poem .. very strong and clear.. with regards to my poem you commented.. i wrote it after having heard the saying "All it takes for evil to triumph is for a good man to do nothing" Anyway a great poem i'll vote 5/5 xxx |
WOW!!!!!!!!!!!!!! That's fantastic!!!!!!!!!!!!!! F@#k me! Love it. P.s You're SOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO lucky to be out of SA. Wish I were you :( |
by Kelsea
Holy shit. This poem was powerful and sad. 5/5 |
Wow! This poem was litterally amazing. I was reading it aloud (i do this with all the poems i read, as i like to hear them so i can seet he rhythem and flow of them), and man it just sounded so incredibally powerful. And the last "WHY?" sounded even more powerful and i ended up saying it with that extra power in my voice... If im making sense. The style of this poem was unique, and it worked quite well. The lfow was good and your vocabulary choices were really great. A very enjoyable read. Keep them up! xx |
by silvershoes
Rocky, good writing. Powerful, with some intense imagery. I think most people can relate to this: Dark side, suppressed, but breaking the surface in times of solitude--no escape. A soul seems always guilty. |
Hmm...I liked this. But I didn't at the same time. Maybe it's 'cause it's horrific or something. I have no idea. The format was all over the place, but it seemed to work. |