Broken

This poem is so very deep and emotional... I could feel every line spoken. This is indeed sad and heartbreaking, and I also think it's very relatable. Each line flows smoothly to the next... and the rhythm also feels nice and slow.

In my opinion, I feel like the second stanza sounds a little awkward, but maybe that's just because of how I'm reading it. You can probably try rephrasing the last line.

Overall, this poem was fantastic... and I have nothing else wrong to say about it because it was really well-written.

So I love the rhyme and flow of this poem. It's very relatable, I love the beginning and it wraps up quite nicely. "from the dark frights," with this line I feel like the word fright doesn't exactly flow with the rest of the stanza, you can change it if you want. "because I lost you, and everything that mattered." This line is kinda awkward, yet I like it, but I feel like you can rephrase it. Anyway this poem is excellent, relatable and very beautiful. Overall: I really like it, great work.

Hey!

Thanks for requesting a few reviews! This piece also has quite a few reviews, so I don't know how helpful mine can be, but I'll try!

I think you execute you poetry beautifully. I think you have come up with some interesting topics, and you have also put unique twist on some classic topics. You look like a master of grammar and punctuation. You vividly describe the setting, emotion, and plot.

I love the format of this poem, but I am just curious as to why the last line sticks out by itself, instead of being attached to the last stanza?

Thanks for the great read, and if you ever need anything feel free to ask,
Rascalover

Hey bellarke! I really like this poem. It is so very relatable to me personally and for others. You did such a wonderful job expressing ( i'm assuming ) your feelings.


~Hanna

Wow! This poem is so- so- full of feeling! It's positively saturated with passion. I can totally feel how you do! Just try not to let yourself fall into a hole of dark poetry. I did that once and it was a long two weeks of depression and wondering what the meaning of life was. Your use of language is amazing. Keep it up!

First of all, I would like to say, I am in tears!!!! I can relate to this poem in so many ways, and want to let you know, you are not the only one who feels like this! My favorite line is "I was broken always moving in slow motion, even though everything was frozen, there was so much commotion." I feel like this all the time. My life is often so chaotic and sometimes at the end of the day, I need to remind myself to remember to breathe. Also, Please let me know what you think of my pieces, because I would love to hear your thoughts and suggestions of how to make it better. Thank you!! And Great Job with this piece! That's all I have to say for now! Have a Great Day!!! And Happy Writings!!!

Hi, Bellarke! I really like this poem! I especially enjoy your use of figurative language throughout the piece- "Storm inside of me," "Always moving in slow motion," "Everything was frozen," ect.
I interpreted this piece to be about someone who lost the one they love, and as a result, felt broken and depressed. This piece clearly conveys the sadness and distress one might feel after a breakup, or a similar event. The way I see it, a lot of it revolves around the narrator's inner turmoil, and how their mind is/was a mess when the heartbreak occurred.

My one pointer for this poem is to work on figuring out a meter, or a definitive rhythm for your poem. It has a clear rhyme scheme, which is a good start, but if your poem is going to rhyme, you should give it a consistent rhythmical pattern, like song lyrics.

It's okay not to have a strict meter to stick to- not all rhyming poems do, but it reads better with your audience. Here's a great example of a poem that reminds me of yours, that rhymes but doesn't have a meter- "Written on the eve of my 20th high school reunion, which I was not able to attend," by A.E Stallings:

"Just what I needed,
Just when the dreams had almost totally receded,

The dreams of roles for which I learned no lines and knew no cues,
Dreams of pop quizzes with no pants on and no shoes,

Just when I understood I was no longer among
Those ephemeral immortals, the gauche and pitiable young,

Suddenly come phone calls, messages sift out of the air
To ask who will be there..."

There's more, but I think you get the point. Not all good poems have a meter, but it's rare for them not to have one. Meter or not, I really enjoyed this poem. It telegraphs the narrator's anguish clearly, and your rhyming is very clever (I would never think to rhyme "warmed" with "swarmed).

Happy writing,

Stella