Defective

Defective

A Poem by Riv

My mind is deranged
dewired
defective
damaged
My hope is crushed
obliterated
torn
shredded
But I'm perfectly fine
I'm perfectly fine
And it won't ever change
It won't ever change

© 2015 Riv


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I like the directness and accepted place of ending.
"But I'm perfectly fine
I'm perfectly fine
And it won't ever change
It won't ever change"
The above lines are solid. I could write a complete story from the lines. Thank you for sharing the excellent poetry.
Coyote



Posted 9 Years Ago


Excellent, the simplicity and clarity of this is really good.

Posted 9 Years Ago


wow. i love the deep meaning behind the simplicity. thank you so much for sharing!


Posted 9 Years Ago


Simplicity... I love it :)

Posted 9 Years Ago


Good poetry, dude! A lot of emotion.

Posted 9 Years Ago


Wow your poetry is so lovely

Posted 9 Years Ago


I like this piece, very well written beautiful flow thanks for sharing

Posted 9 Years Ago


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Hi LimnoH. Wow this is truly deep and motivated and exudes powerful emotion. Loved it, alf

Posted 9 Years Ago


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dan
LimnoH, Yes you are fine. Those 8 words also describe me, a lot of other writers on WC and millions upon millions of citizens walking the earth. It's what you do IN SPITE OF these faux limitations that counts. If you really want to you can HOPE that it changes, but I've come to the same conclusion about myself that you did in your last stanza: It won't ever change. Embrace who you are, no matter what obstacles loom before you. A very intense and personal write. Nice job! take care...dan (Hey when will you review one of mine? Or have you done so? Sorry, I have early-onset stupidity)

Posted 9 Years Ago


I liked the alliteration of stanza one LimnoH. Then theres a slight change of style in stanza two. I liked that - its reiterates most of the first stanza beefing the poem up and then the last stanza - reminded me of when we fall in a busy place and we spring up like a jack-in-the-box brushing ourselves off - pride hurt more than physical injury. But in this case feelings and emotional injuries abound.
The final stanza with it two lines repeated - the speaker convincing themselves with the double mantra.
Its everything a 'heart-shot-to-hell-poem' should be my friend. Cool.
:)

Posted 9 Years Ago



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Alright, let's do this. My name is Riv or Abby. Either one works. I'm eighteen years old and really love writing poetry on my spare time. While I do write novels and wish to publish one or a few one d.. more..

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