Oh my gosh!!!
I love this...I am not going to review it but all I can tell you is that it's amazing! Especially for a first poem.
I can so relate to it. You're getting a gold star from me.
Keep writing. All the best.
~ TeenQueen
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A/N: First poem I wrote in forever. Please go easy on me.
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I’m in a group of writers.
They are all better then me.
All of them.
I stand back and just watch the talented.
Others are amazed.
I with envy.
I stand small and puny compared to the rest.
I will never be good enough for them all.
I will never.
A punch in the gut is the critics.
A pat in the back is the pity.
For I will never be good enough.
Thesauruses.
Dictionaries.
All scanned below me with intensity.
I will never remember these words. Never.
Gorgeous descriptions of scenery.
Of the moonlight and the stars. Always with the bright stars.
Of the boys eyes.
I will never string together a beautiful sentence. Never.
I find myself in a new group of others staring me down. The artist.
Their paintings show winds blowing leaves past the fall scenery.
Pencils knowing where to go.
Coordinated to create perfection.
I will never create perfection. Never.
I buy the book.
Titles say learn to draw. My eyes in pain. Staring back from book to pencil.
My hands create unflattering lumps. Lines of garbage.
I crumple all the sheets frustrated.
I will never draw that man in the book. Never.
Ideas always in mind, vivid and clear.
As lovely as the art I’ve witnessed.
I pull my sketchpad out.
Hours pass. Smears from eraser marks stuck across the sheet.
I throw the pad to the ground frustrated.
I will never get it right. Never.
Talent is craved within me.
I want to others to be proud of me.
More importantly I want pride in myself.
My goals hang above my head; slowly becoming distant memories.
I watch them fade, tears welling in my eyes.
All those dreams escaping into the land of never.
I stand in the corner, a talented woman in front of me.
A idol in my presence.
She tells me a secret.
“You must never give up. Never.”
Oh my gosh!!!
I love this...I am not going to review it but all I can tell you is that it's amazing! Especially for a first poem.
I can so relate to it. You're getting a gold star from me.
Keep writing. All the best.
~ TeenQueen
Haha, thank you so much for reading! Your review was helpful!
Yes, I agree I guess the nevers did get a bit out of line. XD
Good job for jumping into something that is, needless to say, nerve-wracking, especially in a new forum.
I did like the idea, although I think you need to take a new twist on things. These types of poems have been done before, and I believe you have the ability to take it to the next level.
Structurally, I was confused by the "nevers." They came at the end of some, and not others. Although repitition often adds to poems like these, I think your point came across without their help, and your poem would be better off if you left them out.
Sorry, I'm going to spare you going line by line down your poem because I don't consider myself qualified enough to do that, but good work, and please keep writing (:
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