Explosive_Pen

Behind The Glass Here I stare, Behind the glass, My vision so obscured. I look for truth, A meaning in my life. But yet I find nothing ; Nothing but ...

Sorry is just a word, Five letters , two syllables You told me you were sorry [s]You didn’t mean it.[/s] When you told me you were sorry I didn’t believe ...

Alrighty. Let's see. I walk this road, I walk this road. Alone in [/b]my travels, travels. The light does not show, does not show. I'm escorted to the gallows, gallows. ...

Hi Rosey! Wonderful poem, but a few tiny issues: The blood of life is in the movement, The blood of movement is in the dance. Each shift of an eye ...

Alright, hi and welcome to YWS! Behind the smile is a dry tear ... Dry tear? Iffy wording. Maybe try invisible tear? Behind a strong saying is a weak girl. ...

Genius! I absolutely love the alliteration. It seems effortless. Darn you for making it look easy! Anywayzerz, now for the real critiqueing. Poisoned (prisoned) peace-deathless decoration! I don't und

Brilliant poem, and the whole punctuation bit has been pointed out already, so I don't have to waste everyone's time with all that technical junk. I loved the raw emotion ...

Wow... This is so angry. Weed is bad, not to mention illegal. What I liked about this was that it played out like a story. You have the beginning, middle, ...

Alright, let's see what can be said about this, shall we? T he emotion's not shown , and the voice not in the right tone because deep in my mind ...

Genius. Totally genius. I love how you mutilated Bella; I always hated her. And the plot is SO better than Twilight's. :roll: You guys are brilliant. Thanks for making me ...

They haunt me. They chant in my head, over and over again, like the eerie hiss of a spell being cast. Their voices reach out like thick, lost fog, sweeping ...

Colors of Me I wake silver in the morning light shining like the moon. Turning yellow on a sunny day warming with the sky. Gray standing in the shadows In ...

Wow. I truly loved this. It's so sweet and beautiful. I'm guessing since you wrote this about God, you experienced some sort of epiphany of religiousness or something like that? ...

Beautiful poem. Absolutely beautiful. Whatever did happen to those coke bottles? The cans are too hard to open and hurt my hands. I thought it was a teensy bit choppy, ...

Nice poem! I liked the steady rhythm of it and how it really didn't seem like you had thought to much about it; like it just poured out of you. ...