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#1 (permalink) |
Insane
Location: Tucson, AZ
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poetry for you to criticize
4 August 2002
drifting through souless ashes, i find no comfort here. through aeons of mindless masses, god has yet to appear. a disillusioned people, a heaven’s gate they found; while we beneath the steeple, think it wondrous to be bound. “the world will be burned at stake, destined to be destroyed; for unbelief and for hate.” your own will is counted void. and simply because your soul, finds no relief in god: you no longer have control, “the devil is now your god.” drifting through souless ashes, i can find comfort here. with this my key of knowledge, happiness is found, in a life without fear. -- 08 January 2003 - to sweet pea forever hanging ‘round the blur of a forgotten dream the lingering smell of sex and steam i shake and pound my head as if i could rid myself of tear stained lips and now even the powdered stuff no matter the aesthetics yet is not enough are there even pieces please tell me i’ve looked on the floor but i can’t see cliched childish things are all that’s left to say i’m trying to forget perhaps i’ll find a way -- please feel free to add your brutal comments ^_^ sadly my puter had an NTLDR error and i was forced to re-formate my hard drive .. and lost quite a few pieces of poetry.. let me know if you'd like to see more .. ^_^
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Si vis pacem, para bellum. - Vegetius "Do Re Mil.3, Prol. |
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#2 (permalink) |
Upright
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I like the second one much better than the first. It seemed much more inventive.
Something in your rhythm makes reading that first one seem like a chore. It's too stilted. (Hey, nothing against you though. You did ask for brutal comments, didn't you? Share more. ) -D.S. |
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#4 (permalink) |
Insane
Location: Tucson, AZ
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the first one was meant to be a stiff rhyme because i was writing it as a song .. i do believe i'll fix it .. thanks for the opinion expressed..
the second one is somewhat about addiction ..
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Si vis pacem, para bellum. - Vegetius "Do Re Mil.3, Prol. |
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#5 (permalink) |
Everything's better with bacon
Location: In your local grocer's freezer.
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They were both good, the second one had a better flow to it.
If you're going to rhyme in a lilting way be sure that the syllable count matches otherwise it seems choppy.
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#6 (permalink) |
Naughty Just Right
Location: Euphoria
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You give some good visuals here.
I would like to see more. Too bad you lost your old work. This time, keep back up files! ![]()
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![]() In the depth of winter, I finally learned that there was within me an invincible summer. ~Albert Camus |
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