silented1

without even reading it, it seems too list like and too much of the same set up and wording throughout it. Change things up.

Morning Glory A vine ascends in the night Its pedals closed tight in the moonlight Exploring the cracks and curves of brick and stone It slowly destroys as its beauty ...

Grats thorned.

What is it that I feel when I look into your eyes? My heart soars, rips my chest, leaves me and flies These are kinda all the same thing for ...

THE WHIMSICAL WASP A wee shadow crept on the tiles on the floor Flowing with the flow of water Flow is kinda redundent. I looked up and saw to whom ...

When the evening is spread out like a canvas Across the sky And the empty streets echo my footsteps I wonder if I shall ever see your eyes Staring right ...

Aware of the weather A rise, yesterday But this morning is cold The first two lines don't go togeather at all. And you use a rise and yesterday in the ...

Properly refining the ideas. Without ruining the poem.

He is the third person to I. They're the same person, it's ment to show a form of insanity.

Well, imagination is fueled by fossils, and you have to burn fossils to use them as fuel. Next stanza talks about fire. And it also hints that imagination hurts. The ...

Hatred Red, bloody Deep clenching Inside Anger Thrown in For a spice Chicken and rice Random, nice. No connection Yet the same I hate you I hate them I hate ...

Ahh, where is the spell checker!? It's madness without it! And this is a practice poem. My house is quiet, Like the forest With a leaky roof, and one person ...

Wow, you're quite the uniform writer. Refer to one of my other reviews, or both. (that's right! All both of 'em!)

It doesn't exactly sound like you're angry,it's more like a somber whining. As with your other poem, it's music and catchy and you've managed to use little imagery. Also, you ...

Nice rhythm and the rhyme didn't annoy me, very nice. I really enjoy the musical quality that this has. The repetition was good as well. The only thing is you've ...