KatTrain

Untitled I don't think about you day and night. I don't want to write a million tiny poems about you. You don't haunt my dreams and You're not beautiful. I ...

I have grown old, my bones are cold, In sadness I do wait. Time’s gone by; it isn’t a lie, I long to see death’s gate. The days are long; ...

Outside there are students running everywhere, through the grass, throught the halls. Everyone is alleviated, laughing, dancing , having a ball. Two months just seems..... so far away, But they're ...

When the blue skies were over my head Thoughts of happiness filled in my head Suddenly Lucy came to me in my head And w h ispered these words in ...

The way the ocean waves the repetition or 'the way' takes away from your poem The way the trees blow I really dislike the capitalization of every line. The way ...

Bodies lying on the floor The outcome of a senseless war I can't take this any more I'm tired of the knock ed ing down doors I don't find joy ...

Snow is falling. The wind is calling. Frost hugs the leaves. A blanket for the trees. great intro It is here where we three stand, Wishing we were in the ...

You've lost everything, You only want to flee. I think the rhyme 'flee' sounds a little hokey Calm down, and be assured; You will never lose me. 'I love these ...

Dear Heart, I told you . comma I warned you. I even begged you. To stop, To stay, To wait. You didn't. Now look what's happened. Broken, Shattered, shattered is ...

As I cautiously entered the sturdy chained door, Quickly scanning my new surroundings, Paintball all over, like an array of bespattered blood on floor, My heart thumping rapidly- as it ...

If you fell... off a cliff, I've un-bolded everything. The words should have impact by themselves, they shouldn't need the font changed I would die in order to save you. ...

The men shout as the storm brews in Some of their foots connect with my shin feet.. I can’t understand why I couldn’t move because of the song travelling through ...

They say true beauty lies within, But they try to force it out-- And they hate those who try to cut it out. Cliche, use words other than 'cut' So ...

I enjoyed this poem a lot. My main critique is the language. A thought so complex needs more words to describe it, it deserves them. live for others this part ...

My friend's Aunt was deemed 'insane' and before this point her aunt lived with her. This is from the point of view of my friend. Two hands, searching in the ...