Hello there!
This was a dark poem; the dread that comes with isolation and loneliness. Honestly, this is relatable because of the ongoing quarantine and self-distancing. We're all left with bickering thoughts that quarrels with our sanity. The formatting is also very unique. As you write more stanzas, it becomes a shadow of the previous stanza. It just follows your first thought, which is the "blanket of despair embracing my soul."
I have a few critiques regarding the poem:
I'd like to echo Tenyo's words "The sentiment is strong but very vague." My tip for you would be to pick a very general term or an emotion like "dread" and describe it instead of simply saying it. For example, "I feel dread -- the fingers that tap teasingly in my eardrums, incessantly driving me into the madness of a dissonant rhythm."
I know that the absence of punctuation is a stylistic choice, but it's a bit off-putting (maybe it's just me so please disregard this if you want). Punctuations are there to indicate the pauses, sometimes, even the tone of the poem.
That's all I can say for now. I'm looking forward to more of your works
Best regards,
Kattee x
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