Unmistakable

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Any time, anywhere, any place
you could be anywhere today.
Maybe I would regonize you in a crowded street,
maybe you'll take me by suprise.
Will you be the one I had in mind.
I know your out there holding on, holding out for me.
But how do I know the time is right,
What if your here and Im just blind
How can I know a song I never hear
How will I know your voice when you havn't said a word.
How will I know how this will end, before we begin.
will you be unmistakable?
"i will not bow"




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This was an awesome poem! It was sort of deep but not too deep. And I really liked the opening line, and the last line. The length of the entire poem was great. You have a lot of potential, so keep writing.
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Hello! Review time.

A nice idea for a piece. An interesting theme overall, but not too much information, it leaves things to the audience's imagination.

There are a few technical issues I feel it is necessary for me to point out. I'll take it a bit at a time:

Any time, anywhere, any place
you could be anywhere today.

I think there should be a punctuation mark at the end of the first line. Either a comma or semi-colon. Without it the second line doesn't make terribly good sense.
Maybe I would regonize you in a crowded street,
maybe you'll take me by suprise.

These two lines have one big problem: you change tense. 'Would' is past-tense, 'will' is future-tense. 'Would' should be changed to 'will'.
Will you be the one I had in mind.

This is a question, but doesn't have a question mark. Either add a '?' or make it a statement; a la "You will be the one I had in mind."
I know your out there holding on, holding out for me.

You've used the wrong "your". This should be "you're", as in "I know you are there holding on..."
But how do I know the time is right,

Again, a question in need of the appropriate punctuation mark.
What if your here and Im just blind

Again, "your" should be "you're". Also, "Im" needs an apostrophe; "I'm".
How will I know your voice when you havn't said a word.

"Havn't" should be "haven't".
What if your here and Im just blind
How can I know a song I never hear
How will I know your voice when you havn't said a word.
How will I know how this will end, before we begin.
will you be unmistakable?

The punctuation at the end of these lines needs some tweaking. It could be done in one of two ways; with a question mark at the end of each line, like this:

"What if your here and I'm just blind?
How can I know a song I never hear?
How will I know your voice when you haven't said a word?
How will I know how this will end, before we begin?
Will you be unmistakable?"

Or a comma at the end of each line, and a question mark at the end of the last line:


"What if your here and I'm just blind,
How can I know a song I never hear,
How will I know your voice when you haven't said a word,
How will I know how this will end, before we begin,
Will you be unmistakable?"

As I said before, this is a good idea, it's just a few small technical errors that need handling.

I hope this helps,

K.
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Karzkin picked up on pretty much all the grammar and punctuation nitpicks that I might have had, so I'll be brief.

It was quite nice at the beginning, then it got a little bit sloppy and rushed, and towards the end it got better again. Overall, it was still a good poem, but it could have been better; next time, try to stick to one particular image, or theme, because this one felt a little jumpy.
Aside from that, very nice. Keep writing.
Being children of a cruel reality, we fall prey to the greater powers.
To envy.
To madness.
Betrayal.
Love.
And yet without these things, we cannot remain human. Without these things, we are nothing.
But it is the greatest sacrifice. To envy. To be mad. To betray. To love.
To be human.



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