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Hollow, wailing cries, writhing in the streets,
chilling the hearts of those who hear them.
Never has fear been so fervently present
as it is on the tongues of the monsters tonight.
Windows are boarded against the threat
that prowls the cobblestoned alleys;
fear strangles strength like a demonic serpent,
convincing the afraid that they'll never breathe again.

Glittering possession glares from haunted eyes
as they scourge the walls of the houses.
If only they could get at the fearful inside,
then the entire world would burst into pieces.
Eyes of molten fire, slashing claws, dripping fangs:
the beasts are a sight that freezes the soul.
They dare those inside to come out and face them,
to plunge through their hearts a dagger of death.

"Come and get us," they hiss through yellowed fangs,
Deny us our power and you will fall in an instant.
We are the darkness that shadows your world.
We are the demons you will never defeat."
“...it's better to feel the ache inside me like demons scratching at my heart than it is to feel numb the way a dead body feels when you touch it."

-Brian James




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Hi there!

This is a great poem. I was reading through this and I was going to quote my favorite part, but I couldn't find one specific part to quote! I love it! There's amazing imagery in this. I could see everything you were describing. You never let up either. You kept going through, pounding the imagery into this poem. I think you used imagery in almost every line. Good job! There's a lot of emotion in this too, keeping the reader locked into the poem.

Overall I really, really enjoyed this. Keep writing! :)
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This is what I call "poetry." You have engage imagery in every line, which I like it the most, and you simply embrace the rhymic tone and an incredible feeling. I must say this is the best poem I've ever read in YWS.
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The imagery in this poem is amazing, I like the fact that you were able to create a poem based off a dream as well. Although, I do think you should play around with the formatting of the poem. Maybe a different form will make the imagert in your poem even more profound.
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Glittering possession glares from haunted eyes
as they scourge the walls of the houses.
If only they could get at the fearful inside,
then the entire world would burst into pieces.
Eyes of molten fire, slashing claws, dripping fangs:
the beasts are a sight that freezes the soul.
They dare those inside to come out and face them,
to plunge through their hearts a dagger of death.

"Come and get us," they hiss through yellowed fangs,
Deny us our power and you will fall in an instant.
We are the darkness that shadows your world.
We are the demons you will never defeat."


Really dark, for some reason when i read this part "Lullaby by The Cure" came to mind I have no idea why!

Tidal waves they rip right through me
Tears from eyes worn cold and sad
Pick me up now, I need you so bad
Down down down down




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Overall this poem had the great strength of pervasive imagery. Indeed when writing about a dream, we sometimes remember vividly every sense that 'existed' during that dream. I would like to make some structural recommendations to you regarding the way in which you build your lines. It stood out to me that the poem was repetitive in the way it described things. Typically there was a noun to begin the line and this was followed by a descriptive word, usually occurring about twice in each stanza. For example "Glittering possession glares from haunted eyes" and "Eyes of molten fire, slashing claws, dripping fangs". While many people may not notice this parallel structure, it is a habit many poets have and it can be limiting to the overall feel of the writing. Starting lines with nouns or descriptive words can lead to awkward disjointment of flow when reading the poem and this is why I think you may want to look at that concept for future writing.
Otherwise, this piece really stood out as a great expression of a dream



If you have built castles in the air, your work need not be lost; that is where they should be. Now put the foundations under them.
— Henry David Thoreau, "Walden"