darko.demark666

Do you understand? You don’t get it - The pain that’s tearing me apart . [s]Do you understand?[/s] First of all, the repetition doesn't work. Why would you even put ...

The Love I felt for him, how strong it was for me. A desire he that burned him for two years 4 left [s]unoticed[/s] unnoticed. He loved me , truly ...

Slowly, the sun wakens from his slumber And starts a flame at the edge of the world, His brushstrokes are slow as he colors the horizon ; He is coloring ...

:arrow: I believe most of us will be in A or B section, but who knows? My usual grade is C and that's it-no less than C nor better (rarely ...

I'm not a poet, a writer, a story-teller, a falsifier, a leader, a follower, a friend, an enemy, a fighter, a lover--no, definitely[s],[/s] not a lover. A poet is a ...

What was that old saying? Red sky at night, sailor’s delight? Or was it take warning? Does a moon make the night red? 1. I would definitely remove at least ...

The one rubbing my thigh is tapping up and down and up and down because you are nervous about something. . Please, put a pause somewhere. It's too long and ...

Love have hope for me, Let this heart find peace, In realms of thy love To this soul’s release. Remove one love. Please. The rhyming is going good so far. ...

[s]I said I would [/s]protect you. [s]I said I would [/s]guard you. [s]I said I would [/s]defend you. [s]I said I would [/s]watch over you…no matter what it took. Just ...

I'm back too. I don't know if anybody misses me and I don't care. I'm emo and I cut wrists in my spare time. LOL No, seriously, I've been absent ...

Hi, welcome to YWS Do you feel it? Not yet. The thing that lives in you? Actually, that sentence doesn't mean anything for itself. You'll need to connect it somehow ...

First of all, this should be in lyric poetry, and nowhere else. Secondly, I don't like heart-aches, most of them sound so "emo". Thirdly-no punctuation?! It's like your parents ask ...

The black hole gapes, a cloud of tiny tears— a spaghetti strainer, letting even light run through in streams. First stanza was okay, but this one... :? -the repetitions is ...

Shell by shell, imperfection compresses itself into mid-air. It creates a silent state of delirium throughout upstate New York. Right before human eyes, it made the front page and we’re ...

Rest your head, And close your eyes. I will guide you through this waking dreamland, This gilded city, Home to the jaded and the naïve . Nice catch. ... She ...