Scorching Words

SCORCHING WORDS

Words pierce me like daggers
Devouring me in a vicious feast
I am no more myself
I am a another, a wilted soul
Listening to those callous comments
Struck me in my very own melting conscience
I am no more myself
I am a another, a wilted soul.

P.S: I know this is a short and pale poetry

Kind of sad... (seems to be going around today) In any case I like it. Well done!

~FW~

Ahh these are the kind of poems I like. Some people think poems need to be longer, but I'm quite fond of these little single stanza poems. I thought this was a beautiful poem.

Words pierce me like daggers,
Devouring me in a vicious feast.
I am no more myself. or ;
I am a another, a wilted soul
Listening to those callous comments
Struck me in my very own melting conscience This line doesn't make sense. Do you mean "strike me" as a continuation of the line before? Or it could be a separate sentence and "strike me" could be a command, but struck doesn't make sense. It's in the past tense, when the rest is in the present.
I am no more myself. or ;
I am a another, a wilted soul.

The only real problems I saw here was lack of punctuation and the one line I mentioned above. That aside, I liked the poem. It was short and to the point. Though, I do think if you wanted to you could draw it out a bit more and add more imagery and detail to make the poem more lively.

Good work!
Masquerade

I generally liked it but i felt that you were leaving a lot out; even when you're writing poetry, you want to draw the reader into some sort of story. If you expand a bit more, even a stanza or two, i think it will be a lot better.
Good language, good start for something that could be amazing!

I like this kind of imagery, short, to the point, and very very interesting title. Al in all I like the poem very well and everything I noticed has already been pointed out. Keep writing!!