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Review please

  • 01-01-2011 11:36pm
    #1
    Closed Accounts Posts: 488 ✭✭


    I am new to writing, only did it every now and then as a way to empty my head. No one has ever read them before. Below are two of my poems, I would very such appreciate your comments.

    Moon
    Cross my heart and hope to die
    Stick that needle in my side

    Childhood rhymes and lullabies
    Seeking something I will never find

    One man's poison will be my cure
    Stick it in, be no more

    Tomorrow is a promise from
    which I cannot hide

    Sleep be now
    Sleep be mine

    The Price
    Discussions in the dark
    Weaving of 2 minds and hearts
    Undeniably real but world's apart

    This world, where all you feel is true
    Labels are not needed here
    in a world of me and you.

    But still all the same
    You never said my name.

    Un-required not undesired
    yet I know I lost.
    It left a heavy bill
    my heart its cost.

    Instead I gain the memories of night,
    of words and looks exchanged.

    I knew this day would come
    As you never said my name.


Comments

  • Closed Accounts Posts: 223 ✭✭cobsie


    These aren't bad, but they're more like song lyrics, especially the second one. The uneven rhythm and rhyme is a little disconcerting in places, but would probably be fine in the context of a song. They don't have the compression of language and ideas that very good poetry has, but these things come with practice, so keep going!


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