this is a pretty interesting poem. i like it. the repetition (and titling) of 'let them' is interesting to me. whoever they ("them") are seems like they're pretty much harming themselves with how they behave (maybe for the sake of their "non-existing truth"). or maybe they're harming others too, i can't tell, but how the narrator speaks about these people i get the sense that they're pretty destructive. it's also interesting because the narrator has an attitude like "well, just let them destroy stuff, i give up on them." haha. that's just my interpretation, of course. applying this to people i've known in my life, i can relate and i think something like "i've known them so long, i know they're never gonna change, and i sorta just deal with it now." good poem, :)
Sounds much like what I say about old hard core churchy people, who just need to get laid more often, maybe then they would let go of their stubborness...lol.
Nicely crafted Shadowine, granted it doesn't rhyme as much as I like. I still really enjoyed this piece. I am not sure why but "for things invisible let them shout" stood out to me. Thanks for sharing!
Posted 8 Years Ago
8 Years Ago
It actually is, " Let them wait,
For things invisible"
Thank you for your review thoug.. read moreIt actually is, " Let them wait,
For things invisible"
Thank you for your review though :)
8 Years Ago
Haha Oh my bad, I guess I read that wrong. Sorry I guess I read the whole thing wrong, I feel like a.. read moreHaha Oh my bad, I guess I read that wrong. Sorry I guess I read the whole thing wrong, I feel like an a*s. But still a good piece even though I'm special.
You're so right. Let them go to hell. They don't matter.
And you expressed it so beautifully and in a really wonderful way. So complex, yet so simply and meaningfully depicted.
Loved it!
i don't really believe in the concept of god so it is either that or saying the majority of humanity are ignorant dolls that don't even realize they are not being true to themselves and living a fake life never really knowing what in their life truly defines them as person slowly melting away until the memory that they ever had an identity is faded away living a life entirely guided by how they see society feels about thing but never truly experiencing it for themselves sorry about this being so wordy still sick but i just loved this poem so much when i thought about it i had to tell you
very deep and though provoking (: AMAZING !!
Keep them coming munch munch