She surveyed the subtle differences between the reality of the situation and the fiction she had created Feeding on hatred and resonating pain coupled with discord She had anticipated the struggle from within either way she had even calculated this sort of reaction but by someone with far less intelligence than had been portrayed up until this point So, she sits in hopelessness bitter desperation always in search of a solution throw her hands up in defeat or dream of an opponent worthy enough to stand up to her indecent, emotionless reveries
I absolutely adore this poem. As always, your word use is stunning and accurate. It is frightening how closely I can relate to this work. You have communicated in a way that the affluent reader can truly appreciate, but may be lost to some readers. This is what good poetry does. This is art, a very honest expression of disappointment, despair, and the beginning of hopelessness. A very successful write. Kudos!
I see a slightly nerved, little angry, under appreciated for her talents in the field of Domination. Yes, black leather in all the fine style of a Catherine of Russia, riding crop in hand, worthless peasant of a subject not actually worth the muscle reflex of a smart whip across his back side (i personally see the subject as Bill Clinton but that is just me).
Wanting the need to match wit's, chess move to chess move and someone worth breaking. So sitting on the bed looking at the worthless bum, there is a sigh of discontent.
I enjoyed this piece. There is something clean about the way it is written...no syrupy flourishes, to the point...no wading through honeyed muck. Only, I'm not sure about "emotionless reveries." It seems as though she does feel emotion in her desperation, hopelessness, and frustration. If that's the case then maybe use "emotion bound" or emotion filled," or something of the like.
Where the heck is the "favourite" button... This is my favourite poem written by you. It's one that I, and many other people, can relate to. It has the truth and third person view of desperate knowing. Bloody good work mate!
I absolutely adore this poem. As always, your word use is stunning and accurate. It is frightening how closely I can relate to this work. You have communicated in a way that the affluent reader can truly appreciate, but may be lost to some readers. This is what good poetry does. This is art, a very honest expression of disappointment, despair, and the beginning of hopelessness. A very successful write. Kudos!
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