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A new world.

by ConorR

Published March 26, 2007

We are hurtling through the universe,
on the star expressway,
moving a thousand light years a minute,
the world as we know it is a pile of nothingness,
history gone, humanity erased.
They are all gone,
we are the survivors,
we are the last of mankind from earth.
It's are own fault we blew ourselves up.
we are ones who caused all this pain...

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Emerson
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Emerson wrote a review Review · Mar 26, 2007

Some of it should be fixed up... You over used commas, to the max. Look at it as sentences, and punctuation it. (Poetry & Punctuation)

Some lines just didn't make sense to me, or should have been rewritten.

It's are own fault we blow ourselves up.
we are ones who caused all this pain..

It's are fault we blew ourselves up.
We are the ones who cause all of this pain [period, not ..., though it's effective to give a feeling, I don't really think it is needed]

It wasn't that bad of a poem, just not my kind of poem. I couldn't really get into it, there was nothing about the poem that made me have a reaction, feel an emotion, or think differently. I couldn't relate or connect, so it kind of lacked in that field. Maybe if you rewrote it, focusing more on the readers perception of the poem, it would work out better.

Nice, though.

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Swottielottie
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Swottielottie wrote a review Review · Mar 26, 2007

I think this poem is quite good although it needs more information and description.
who is telling the story, where are they going, what is the star expressway?
The best line was "history gone, humanity erased"
MUCH better than your other work "fire" at least this one sort of made sense
Keep on writing
I would just like to point out that ConorR is my brother if you don't believe me ask him although he might deny it. But seriously we are related and i got him into this site.
I also like the line

We are the ones who caused all this pain.

farewell..



I have lived through much, and now I think I have found what is needed for happiness. A quiet secluded life in the country, with the possibility of being useful to people to whom it is easy to do good... then rest, nature, books, music, love for one's neighbor - such is my idea of happiness.
— Leo Tolstoy