Tangled

by DonicaSage

Published October 13, 2012




                   Tangled  
                             
 
                     Oh!
Moments pass, tears stain my cheeks
Again. My heart bleeds for what was and
                     
What
Remains. No change, no release. It's
                     Painful 
Re-entering my being and purging the
                     Pleasure
I once felt. I once tasted, but it trickled.
Envious me, the lead is now the trail and

                     I'm 
Dying to breathe the beginning, touch the middle..... see the end. See what I’ll be
                     Having.
     
 
 
 
                    

Comments & reviews · 2
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Nook
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Nook wrote a review Review · Feb 24, 2013

Nice! I really liked this! It wasn't conventional or traditional at all and it certainly added to the charm and eccentricity of the poem. I really wish people would write stuff like this instead of the normal sonnets or rhyme- schemy poems. I despise those. O.o

I really don't have anything to say about this... I mean, the bold was very appropriate, you used it at the most dramatic parts, and it was very effective. This was touching at emotional and form the heart.

I remember a book I read, Shiver, that made me feel like this. Like exactly. O.o

Keep writing more stuff like this! I'll be looking forward to it!

<3 Aqua.

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DarknecrosisX
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DarknecrosisX wrote a review Review · Oct 13, 2012

This is a nice, short piece of poetry, symbolic and dynamic in layout, especially with the acrostic of 'Married' down the sign. I don't have too much to say about this, considering the length of this, but it was certainly emotive and effective. I liked your use of repetition in the second stanza: "no change, no release".

I spotted no spelling errors, and your use of commas was accurate, and the effect with the ellipsis was very well executed. The way in which you related the bold words and the description with being 'Married' is interesting and just adds to the brilliance of this poem.

Fantasic style. I'd love to read more unique things such as this!

Regards
DNX



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