This was something spontaneous. It's a simple scheme I had fun writing about. Sometimes those memories still haunt us. This was pretty much experimental, so don't try to find a constant flow. It's meant to be a bit stunted and fragmented -- like the thoughts we have when love goes wrong.
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You created nice imagery here. The flow is rough but you could compare the flow of your piece to a rough ocean just like love's turmoil. So in a sense the fragmented statements of this piece do come into line with what it is displaying.
Ah the word "incantation" in there seemed so perfect. Wonderful job. Sometimes the spontaneous works carry the most underlying meaning and emotion. Loved it.
Isn't it strange how words and emotions can cut through you, all for the sake of love? And how the one's that say, "I'm sorry," only procceed to do so AFTER things have gone awry... too little too late, isn't it?
I keep hearing your pleading words of an alien phrase, at me lashing --
carving in stone, an artistry of the dire pain you'd caused from the start.
You couldn't have said it better in these two lines!
I wouldn't worry too much about the structure here. I think as long as a poem is written from the heart, such as this one, structure is almost an absolute factor, especially if it gives the reader something to think about such as you've done here!
If there is any truth to this write, I hope you let this person go back to their throne and stay there.........that type of negativity only ends up draining our souls.
Great lines: "I keep feeling those switchblade scars within me; that legacy of your devotion;
your incantation which swept me inside your oh so twisted, undying "love, eternal."
Ouch!! yes the hauntings of liar.... the one who says you are the one,, yet they were not! this
was down right to the point, full of determination to move on because after all?
in the end we mean more!! great job my friend!!
This is very strong, you can really feel your hurt in these lines and your regret for wasting so much time on someone who only pretended to love you. There are some stunning lines: 'the slow rhythmic death toll of my rusted heart.' 'And Crawl back to your egotistical, brimstone throne! You are my destruction... your perverse love, so infernal' is a great last line. Another brilliant poem.
You created nice imagery here. The flow is rough but you could compare the flow of your piece to a rough ocean just like love's turmoil. So in a sense the fragmented statements of this piece do come into line with what it is displaying.
Ah the word "incantation" in there seemed so perfect. Wonderful job. Sometimes the spontaneous works carry the most underlying meaning and emotion. Loved it.
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