Come angels. Comfort and help your love. I Need the help To live. Can Nothing Life save? No. Save life, Nothing can Help The Need To live I Love your Help and comfort. Angles come.
Those who dance are thought insane by those who don't hear the music. Those who fit well into their world don't generally go about changing it.
Hey, sorry it took a while for you to get a reply for this.
I love the idea behind it, one of those poems which works when reflected, but I think you wrote the poem with this too much in mind....the first stanza really doesn't make much sense and at first I simply thought your english wasn't strong, only when I finished it I saw what you were trying to do. It's a good idea and you have a really beautiful base for a poem, it just needs some touching up, and maybe if you changed a few of the words and the punctuation then it would make more sense. But, besides that, I thought the second stanza (Save life, nothing can help the need to live) was stunning!!! (Although again, at the end it didn't make sense.) Work on it a bit and I think it could be amazing! Hope this helps, you can PM me if you have any questions. xoxo T
This is what we do. Lift our eyes to the snarl and smile of the world once more.With love: the passionate search for a truth other than our own. With longing: the pure, ineffable yearning to be saved. For so long as fate keeps waiting, we live on. God help us. God forgive us. We live on. - Shantaram
Hahaha, very clever, FlyerS! I don't think it quite works as poetry (it's a bit awkward and stilted, really), so it's definitely not the greatest poem out there, but I love the idea and the fact that you wee able to pull this off as well as you did is pretty fantastic. Kudos to you!
Ubi caritas est vera, Deus ibi est.
"The mark of your ignorance is the depth of your belief in injustice and tragedy. What the caterpillar calls the end of the world, the Master calls the butterfly." ~ Richard Bach
Your writing is beautiful. Seeing as how this is my first work of yours that I'm reading, I am stunned...but in a good way! I like this poem very much and find nothing wrong with it. The way you formed it, I understand why. As for the phrase "Life save? Save Life" part...at first I was lost and I thought you made a mistake, but then I saw how it fit into your whole poem as a whole. Nice work!
The road is full of many bumps and mounds; it's up to the strength of our heart and soul to be able to overcome them.
It's like everyone tells a story about themselves inside their own head. Always. All the time. That story makes you what you are. We build ourselves out of that story. — Patrick Rothfuss, The Name of the Wind