its a complex

I really liked this. everyone was suprised that I actually wrote it ahah. another oldish one.

a romantic sense of self, he held
as if the fact he could find nobody

was some artistic form of tragedy

that made him special,
he would sit
pretentiously contemplating,
in public places,
all the great mysteries of
nothing and everything-
waiting for only
someone to approach him, to
ask, with a flirtatious smile,
what exactly he was doing-

but
no one


ever





did

Author's Note

feedback would be fab.

Reviews

[Frieda P]

Seems his inflated feelings were not fed, I like the format you've chosen, it led us down that direction of defeat. Nice one.

[A scalpel & some bad ideas]

thank you so much! it does kind of work with the direction of the poem, doesn't it? I didn't really plan it out in any way, it just kind of ended up like that. thanks again for the feedback, means a lot!

[Frieda P]

My pleasure and yes it worked quite nicely.

[K.S.78]

I really liked this it started strong slowed down a touch but ended very well I like the form you chose to write in also. Overall I say job well done! :)

[A scalpel & some bad ideas]

thank you very much! I don't follow any particular structure in general, so it was surprising this managed to flow at all. thanks again for taking the time to read and review, it means a lot.