sometimes i must a little bit wait and don't just leave
so i can rise above the hate i sometimes feel
towards the so called real world
what others may percieve as hell
i don't i might say it out louder and that always feels better
the incredible hulk
the rightious anger
the gentle nature
nursery rhyme-ish in a way or like one of those childs poems that just keeps sliding further and further south! very well executed which is why it communicates well!
great work here, and i do agree, that last stanza was the best in this one. i sure like this one a lot! nice job here.
"he dreamed of hurting
felt the urge
he knew with every move he took
his insides were on a verge"
now this was great as well and i like the rhyming. i felt that that last line in this stanza could use a bit of explanation though (aka, on the verge of what...), if you get what i'm saying...
just my thoughts on this one. great job!
Hey that was nicely done. I loved your last paragraph, though. "Lost his love, his heart - his soul" - then what else can you be but a monster, if you lose those three precious things? Great stuff
Easy to become a monster. Anger can steel the kindness and hope. A powerful poem. No weakness. Just direct to the point and strong. A outstanding poem. Thank you.
Coyote
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