This poem is a good set up for something that could be expanded and matured into a great metaphor. Love is very much like a smoking or drinking addiction - people love to hate it but cannot seem to control themselves at all. This poem could be cracked open and bloom like a flower, each petal a new depth of the poem, a new illusion to allow the reader to go deeper and deeper. There is a great opportunity here to expand and allow your readers to fall in desperate love and feel that ache and pain.
This is a good write.
Posted 10 Years Ago
10 Years Ago
Wow. Even your reviews are fun to read! Hahaha! Thank you so much for your review and great inspirat.. read moreWow. Even your reviews are fun to read! Hahaha! Thank you so much for your review and great inspiration!
10 Years Ago
I agree it could be expanded on. But the light lyricism works cooly with the morbid analogy, and it'.. read moreI agree it could be expanded on. But the light lyricism works cooly with the morbid analogy, and it's a lot of fun. Putting yourself into an excruciating situation as a pastime and laughing in the face of danger is exactly love, so I appreciate how you carry off the poem with that kind of spirit.
Very interesting read. I enjoy reading your thoughts on what false love is like. I find that a killer to someone lying about love is a perfect comparison. Nice job.