Galerius

After giving this poem one read-through, I might as well mention that since it seems like a short, spontaneous and light one, my comments should be taken as subjective since ...

My opinion on the subject isn't complex: The absence of heat is cold. The absence of light is darkness. Therefore, I have concluded that the absence of morality is evil. ...

The thing is, if you write a poem solely to explain what a miserable life you lead and what exactly the feeling of cutting oneself across the wrist is like... ...

Sitting here at my desk, at my chair A clean sheet before me like a breath of fresh air I pick up my pen, tap my head to think A ...

I would like this poem critiqued: Thanks in advance.

Hello, I would appreciate it if you critiqued my newest poem: Please be harsh, I beg of you.

The bells rang throughout the hallways of Saint Bishop Academy. Soon, the hallways flooded with jocks, cheerleaders, nerds, and the ‘Others’ as everyone else called them. They weren’t so differe

I stared at the red flames dancing on a silent beautiful melody. It's warm battled the freezing night, It lives, it shines a radiant light. Already there is a tense ...

Didn't realize YWS was getting so serious. The fact that half the time, people on YWS aren't serious enough when critiqing is part of why YWS hasn't reached its full ...

To be honest, I agree as well. It sucks, I know, but the point is I had so much fun writing this XD And that's what a hobby of writing ...

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This pen writes no longer, It has abandoned its trade; It has gone on vacation, And let its ink fade. Important point to note here: If the pen went on ...

Remaining In The Past I stand in the dark So alone So silent Why and how? I grieve in my despair So painful So quiet Why and how? I cling ...

I'm waiting... I'm waiting... I'm... Waiting for you to tell me something- anything. Anything to dispel this, malaise. I only saw half an idea in the entire stanza. There's a ...

Memories flash through my head in a blur While hurt fills my broken heart Tears stream down my forlorn face And depression is slowly wearing my body down With the ...