The After

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In the after, my soul swims in the heavens, and flies in the river.
I fall into the abysmal sky, free-falling into bliss.

No more pain, no more hunger, no more worry in The After.
Its emptiness is full, and the loneliness keeps me company.
No colors, no shapes,no sounds in The After.
It's paradise, but it's hell.

I float here for eternity, grounded on this plane.
With nothing but my memories, I will soon loose myself.
But everything except my memories keeps my mind intact.

My shapeless form wanders through nothing.
It encounters everything and knows it all.
I am everything but I know nothing.

In The After I think about my life.
I wonder I've done enough.
Maybe I did too much.
But now I'm in The After, so it doesnt really matter I suppose.

Its the little things you miss in The After.
Like eating and drinking, and sleeping and waking,
talking and listening, and running and resting.
And its all forgotten in The After
Last edited by SymphonyofSilence on Sat Apr 30, 2011 1:46 am, edited 1 time in total.
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SymphonyofSilence wrote:In the after, my soul swims in the heavens, and flies in the river. I fall into the abysmal sky, free-falling into bliss. No more pain, no more hunger, no more worry in The(why is the "t" in "The" capitalised?) After. Its emptiness is full, and the loneliness keeps me company. No colors, no shapes,no sounds in The After. It's paradise, but it's hell. I float here for eternity, grounded on this plane. With nothing but my memories, I will soon loose myself. But everything except my memories keeps my mind intact. My shapeless form wanders through nothing. It encounters everything and knows it all. I am everything but I know nothing. In The After I think about my life. I wonder I've done enough. Maybe I did too much. But now I'm in The After, so it doesnt really matter I suppose. Its the little things you miss in The After. Like eating and drinking, and sleeping and waking, talking and listening, and running and resting. And its all forgotten in The After

I get what you've done with this, and it is plausible. However, this unfortunately, in no way looks to me like a Poem. More like a narrative paragraph. Good job, nonetheless.
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It is nice piece. If you are a philosophical person I'm sure you'd love it. But,I think that you can make it more poem like since when I read it had a natural rhythm to it. You made it sound very eternal and a symphony that just added to the Beauty. It's great and different and very fresh.




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In the after, my soul swims in the heavens, and flies in the river. I fall into the abysmal sky, free-falling into bliss. No more pain, no more hunger, no more worry in The After. Its emptiness is full, and the loneliness keeps me company. No colors, no shapes,no sounds in The After. It's paradise, but it's hell. I float here for eternity, grounded on this plane. With nothing but my memories, I will soon loose myself. But everything except my memories keeps my mind intact. My shapeless form wanders through nothing. It encounters everything and knows it all. I am everything but I know nothing. In The After I think about my life. I wonder I've done enough. Maybe I did too much. But now I'm in The After, so it doesnt really matter I suppose. Its the little things you miss in The After. Like eating and drinking, and sleeping and waking, talking and listening, and running and resting. And its all forgotten in The After


The poem is a fairly good one. I can't pick out any grammatical errors at the moment. I love your voice. It was solemn, desolate and it sounded as if you have accepted where fate has brought you. Your poetic diction is self-explantory making the imagery of the poem easy to visualise (which is good). The tone and mood sounds barren. Is this what you intended? On the other hand, your layout of the poem dosen't look like a poem. It looks more like a paragragh with really good emotive sentences. Other than that it is good piece. Keep up your style!
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I loved your poem, it was deep and I could picture it perfectly. The format didn't look like a poem though, but it did have a good rhythm to it that I loved. Keep up the awsome work.
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very good, naturally reflected to me ....................Keep up, :D:D:D
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Flower here as requested!

One thing I noticed is this is not a format for a poem. It should be set in stanza's and this should be done. It reads more like a paragraph right now from a story.
The only nitpic I had about the poem itself is that you ask yourself if you've done enough but you don't use the word if. I think that should be fixed.
I like the use of words here but some more detail could be given. It need description and alot of it. Without it it's kind of plain.
All in all I like the idea of this but as I said you need to fix the format.

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I really liked it. Very deep it made me think about me life. You should keep writing like this aby something like the Before. it is really good



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