A Girl Dies in Boston

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He sat on the window sill,
He closed his eyes and cried.
He had never felt so alone before,
Until yesterday when his sister died.

It happened so suddenly,
No one thought her life would end that way,
She had only been sixteen-years-old,
And she'd already seen the last of her days.

He had remembered his last words to her,
They haunted him continuously,
He had said something to here so cruel and cold,
He hadn't really been that friendly.

"You make me wish you were dead, Cara,"
He growled before she walked out the door.
He had wished and wanted his sister to die,
And that Cara, he'd see no more.

And all alone in his room,
He remembered all the good she'd been.
And even though they had argues so much,
She'd actually been his best friend.

Seventeen-years-old and his little sister gone,
Why had that driver been so careless?
Couldn't they have gone down a different street,
Instead of leaving her brother here in lonliness?

Then it came to him and it hit him hard.
He shouldn't have been mean from the start,
Anger was never the answer--but she's still gone,
Even though he decided to change his heart.

So make sure you love no matter the person,
You will never know when the day will come,
When you were the one so cruel and cold,
Then you soon find out that that person is gone.
Last edited by Chevy on Sun Nov 21, 2004 10:55 pm, edited 1 time in total.
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This really touched me since I can relate to it. Happened a couple years ago at the summer camp I work at. There was an instructor who worked at the waterfront and who had a history of epilepsy. There were plenty of people at the end of the day that it happened that were really torn up about it because they had badmouthed the instructor earlier.

Anyways, the message in this poem is indeed somewhat cliche, but it's something that everyone really does need to take to heart and it doesn't matter how many times it gets repeated. You really never know when somebody may disappear from your life forever, and you'll be tormented by it forever afterwards.

Past that... the poem needs some working. You should do a quick grammar check because there are seem instances when you wrote one word but meant another or used incorrect punctuation. For instance, you mean "sill" not "seal" in the first line and "other" not "toher." A quick spell-check will catch most of the problems, and if you read it aloud, I'm sure you'll catch the others.

Overall, good job. Excellent example of how poetry can be a window into the soul.




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well, i'm glad you liked in and could relate. it IS kinda cliche though...
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I agree that its a bit cliche- one thing I suggest is to try freestyle- don't rhyme 'deep', emotional poems like this, because they often come off sounding like sappy email forwards if you do. I would be interested in seeing you rewrite this without any rhyming, that way you could concentrate on creating an elegant and moving story rather than trying to find words that rhyme.




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i agree when u say freestyle is gud 2 try... until
recently i only wrote poems using freestyle... it
means u dont have 2 worry bout rhyming so u
can concentrate more on the point ur trying 2
get across...
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This poem is pretty good :D. Yeah the subject is a little overused, but I like how you dealt with it. Anyway, I found the rhyming kind distracting. I think it might be better without it.

I'm curious though, why Boston?




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okay, okay, rhyming is all i know but i'll try to use something else.
also, i dont know what made me choose Boston.
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Liked it... the ryhme takes away the seriousness, though.



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