silented1

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 ...

Originally for lilymoore's contest, I liked it, so I decided to post. Enjoy. Marked; You're marked—deadly, beautiful, the best type of disease. You taste of grit, salt of the earth, ...

I don’t want life to be easy I want the chaos and the rain That doesn't really go with life and insanity and chaos? Unless it's like a thunder storm ...

You came to me today looking so innocent as you say you're sorry. You swiched tense. Did you mean you said? You tell me you still want to be friends ...

I wrote this poem in remembrance of a friend. He died in a car crash when he was six years old. Tonight we will dance in lazy pirouettes So you're ...

Sitting in the darkness I write this as I think That if I never met you Would in these tears I sink? I know what you're trying to say but ...

The cuts in my paper thin, paper skin why repeat it, when you say paper thin and paper skin, they mean the same thing... hold messages- holding? hollowly sliding towards ...

Forever alone, In a never again Once you promised me so much I gave you everything Gave you my thought, love, touch You don't need to say I gave you ...

Words can heal and words can kill Words are what make my blood spill, That's a bit redundant. Forever more to never pass, This sounds off, you may want to ...

Silence at night, might give you a fright. When every thing is quiet during the dark night This is veryyy forced rhyme, try not to do so. But when the ...

The wya you word this and at times it seems like you're trying to control the reader too much. Where it's like yet this or but that. You know? It's ...

I wonder if the world will ever see me for me, or even for who I am becomming. I don't want them just to see my face, or even my ...

You have red hair in your beard Amidst the brown Looking so much like that Tudor douche Growing fat Or in your case More masculine I prefer you The i ...

Yeah, I see you. Sitting in the back of the room, hoping we’ll all just pass over the glaze in your eyes. Hiding under that over-sized sweat shirt of yours. ...