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Finding My Light

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The cool wind blows my hair in front of my eyes
but I pay no regard
we had walked here multiple times,
your cheery eyes return to haunt me
the ever-present smile burned into my head
I suppose it appeared in front of everyone
But I thought I was the only one it made melt

My feet start to move, but it no longer sounds the same
gentle raindrops patter on my numb body
She made you swoon, didn't she?
She was your reason for waking up
If you hadn't provided false hope,
maybe I wouldn't be here with you on my mind
I could never be her
deep down inside, I knew

Knew they were lies
Knew I could never live up to standards
but I'll keep walking
Your memory a flame still ignited powerfully
maybe she'll be the one
and perhaps I'll find your replacement
That lightning in the sky is bright
The thunder just sounding closer and closer
My clothes drip wet, maybe my tears made a contribution

Regardless, I'll keep walking
Walking along, passing these dark, mocking clouds
and I'll search for sunlight
This road has no more
Where this road ends,
I hope I'll find sunlight,
and you'll be around to see it.




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Sorry, this review isnn't going to be much help. I really liked your poem, and I want to hear more!
Keep Writing,
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A falling star fell from your heart and landed in my eyes. I screamed aloud as it tore through them and now it's left me blind.
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I enjoyed it, which is something I rarely say f stories of this type. It's a strong voice that remains present throughout and a nice use of vivid imagery, which help to make up any of the more recognizable points of the genre. The actual flow suffers a bit in that many points flutter from one subject to the next without break. Further Separation of your stanzas can help alleviate this. There are points where the compressed lines counteract with the longer ones in a jarring manner, such as the first two lines, the first would flow better if broken up to suit a prose style.

This is a subject used often in story and poetry writing especially that i find extremely bland, yet you add a personal feeling and unique style that so many other pieces of this type that populate this site fail to do. The touches of hope add sparks of life to the piece and the overall work is greatly improved for it.

Very well done.




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KilljoyRetardedFish wrote:The cool wind blows my hair in front of my eyes,
but I pay no regard.
We had walked here multiple times;
Your cheery eyes return to haunt me, Maybe add 'the memory' or something in front of 'cheery eyes' so we know this is you reminiscing.
the ever-present smile burned into my head.
I suppose it appeared in front of everyone, Take out the 'I suppose'. It's not necessary.
But I thought I was the only one it made melt Try re-wording this. It sounds awkward.

My feet start to move, but it no longer sounds the same. Sounds the same as what?
Gentle raindrops patter on my numb body.
She made you swoon, didn't she?
She was your reason for waking up.
If you hadn't provided false hope, How did he 'provide false hope'?
maybe I wouldn't be here with you on my mind.
I could never be her;
deep down inside, I knew. A good touch of emotion..

Knew they were lies,
Knew I could never live up to standards.
But I'll keep walking,
Your memory a flame still ignited powerfully.
Maybe she'll be the one
and perhaps I'll find your replacement.
That lightning in the sky is bright,
The thunder just sounding closer and closer.
My clothes drip wet, maybe my tears made a contribution. This 'maybe' business is irritating. Try 'My clothes drip wet, my tears add/ing contribution.

Regardless, I'll keep walking;
Walking along, passing these dark, mocking clouds.
and I'll search for sunlight, Take out the 'and'.
Where this road has no more.
Where this road ends,
I hope I'll find sunlight,
and you'll be around to see it.


This short review probably didn't help much, but I'm not in the best reviewing shape, and I'm not the best at reviewing this sort of thing anyway. I think overall, you do an OK job; you have a lot of the narrator's thoughts and emotions, which is good, and it tidies off to a nice ending. To me, it seemed to drag on a little, and I felt like you could have told your story in a shorter space, but it's no biggie.
Have I not commanded thee? Be strong and of good courage; be not afraid, neither be thou dismayed, for the lord thy God is with thee whithersoever thou goest.




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Wow, this was really great. I completely loved it. One thing I would suggest, though, is maybe if you're going to add a little punctuation, trying doing punctuation for the entire thing. It was fine just like this, but it might be worth trying. Otherwise, extremely well writ! Keep it up!
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Alright, here to review for the contest! I did like this, but some parts didn't flow right. Still, a nice poem. Alright, here we go; my comments will be blue!
The cool wind blows my hair in front of my eyes
but I pay no regard
we had walked here multiple times,<- Try many times; it might fit better.
And stillyour cheery eyes return to haunt meWe don't typically think of cheery eyes being haunting; maybe try lovely eyes instead?
the ever-present smile burned into my head
I suppose it appeared in front of everyone
But I thought I was the only one it made melt

My feet start to move, but it no longer sounds the same"No longer sounds the same"? Where did that come from; explain this somewhere!
gentle raindrops patter on my numb body
She made you swoon, didn't she?"gentle... didn't she" I liked these two lines.
She was your reason for waking up
If you hadn't provided false hope,These last 4 lines don't fit with the above lines in the stanza. Try to rework them into their own stanza or do something different with them. :)
maybe I wouldn't be here with you on my mind
I could never be her
deep down inside, I knew

Knew they were lies
Knew I could never live up to standards
but I'll keep walking
Your memory is a flame still ignited powerfully
maybe she'll be the one,
and perhaps I'll find your replacement
That lightning in the sky is bright
The thunder Took out "just"sounding closer and closer
My clothes drip wet; maybe my tears made a contribution

Regardless, I'll keep walking
Walking along, passing these dark, mocking clouds
and I'll search for sunlight
This road has no more No more sunlight/ hope? I assume... :)
Where this road ends,
I hope I'll find sunlight,
and you'll be around to see it.
A very sweet ending, but could be stronger.

Will you possibly add more punctuation? I didn't mention most of it, but you used some, so you need to be more consistent with it. I liked the idea of the metaphor you were using. I hope I didn't seem too mean in the review, but there were some things I wanted to mention. This is good, but maybe you could try to rework it and make it even better. It seems emotional and numb, so try to play that up and work with it. Never stop writing! <3
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