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On the deathbed



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Wed Jan 10, 2007 9:03 pm
Samar says...



I try to make you understand
My pain, the ache throbbing inside
I try to say it out loud
You shun me and go to sleep
I scream and scream
You smile
I beg and weep
You sleep
I need you
I want you
Here by my side
You are nowhere to be seen
On the death bed I lie
You come and stand aside
You look at me and smile
You tell me I am perfectly alright
I say I don’t wanna die so soon
You say honey that’s life
I try getting up
My feet don’t move
Helpless I look at you
With a glimmer of hope in my eyes
You smile and leave me alone
I try to stop you
You say its over
I ask you to save me
You just walk away
As I stare at the door
I am about to grip the hand of death
All I want is to let death come
I want it to take me away
For All I had has been lost
All that we had has burned alive…
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Wed Jan 10, 2007 9:12 pm
Emerson says...



Before I get into anything too messy, I'd like to say Welcome to YWS! I haven't seen you around here before!

First I would like to guide you to my article, Punctuation & Poetry. Read it, take it in, understand it, use it to your advantage.

Second, I want to point out the subject of your poem. When writing something that has to do with emotions, the author is often times selfish and thinks only of themselves and said feelings that they wish to write about, but it should be the other way. You always have to keep in mind your reader, always, always. Make your reader feel what you are feeling, don't just tell them. Give us a reason to care about you, and this other person, and your feelings and relationships. Otherwise, without care, why should we read it?

Sometimes you rhyme, sometimes you don't, its good to be random like this when you've had enough practice under your belt but for now its best to stick to patterns. Try creating a rhyme scheme rather than randomness, and perhaps create a syllable pattern?

I'm only assuming you are new to poetry, and if you aren't, forgive me. The best way to get better with poetry, is to read poetry! So read away, girl, and you'll get better in no time! I hope my advice helped!

I know I never gave a real "I liked it"/"I didn't like it" comment, but I'm working with it to make it better, with this piece, I really have no opinion right now :-D
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Tue Jan 16, 2007 10:29 am
Sohini says...



hello again!
thi spoem sure has a lot of power and feeling and i enjoy this kind of poetry.

you really need to punctuate your work but apart from that i think, i flow, choice of words and theme is great!
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Tue Jan 23, 2007 12:58 am
3-Damentional says...



It was kind of difficult to understand the first time but after I reread it, I understood colpletely. You did this one right because I felt the speaker's pain through the words.

The poem did its job.
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Sat Jan 27, 2007 8:08 pm
Incandescence says...



Samar--


Unless this was intended as a joke, it failed.

The linebreaks appear to be arbitrary, and when read alound it has a lurching quality, unconnected to sonics or narrative. Striding and hustling aren't mutually supportive.

Content-wise, it is a simple and uninteresting linear narrative (see introductory comment). The last line with its groping, ersatz intensity is almost laughable.

My suggestion for this poem is to find a decent trash can and deposit existing printed copies forthwith. It's poorly conceived and weakly executed.


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Sat Jan 27, 2007 9:24 pm
Riedawriter23 says...



This was...alright. I didn't really like the flow of the whole thing and I you really need help on grammer and vocabulary and punctuation. It was bland mostly and I wasn't interested by any means. It seems like you were trying to stay on one subject but accidently (if it was an accident) went on to other subjects. It didn't help your poem at all and with some severe editing I think this could turn out alright. Try more description, this either was too narritive or not narritive by any means.

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