Undeserving

Sometimes..
When I hear the comments.
The compliments.
The sentiments..
My heart persists
in growing cold.

I draw inside myself
and coat my hopes
With biting words;
colorless fantasies.

The scenarios play.
The ones that leave me crippled.
Empty.
Emptier.
Alone and shaking.
Isolated and faithless.

They all suggest that I suppress
my love, my worthless love
to give you something better.
Someone better.
Because when others see such enduring beauty..

I feel ashamed.

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Kale
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Kale wrote a review · Sat Jun 19, 2010 11:26 pm

Hey there. The first thing I noticed as I was looking at your poem was that you've got a couple of ".."s. Did you want "..." instead? I also noticed the inconsistent capitalization of the first letter of each line. Right now, having the ".."s and the inconsistent capitalization gives the initial impression that you don't know basic grammar, which I'm sure you do, so you should probably fix that.

I really liked your use of "persists" in the first stanza. It's not a common usage of the word, but it fit so perfectly.

my love, my worthless love

The second "love" struck me as too repetitive. I think having another modifier before it would help get rid of this feeling.

Overall, this poem was very simple, but it flowed well, which made it an easy read. You might want to consider varying your punctuation a bit and using commas in place of many of the ellipses/periods. Although it doesn't mess up the flow, it does break up the sequence of ideas a little, and I think transitioning more smoothly between them would improve this poem a little.

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ziggiefred
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Hello there

Hey I actaully thought that this was not bad. The first stanza really drew in my attention, the way it flowed with all the comments and compliments etc.

Sometimes..
When I hear the comments.
The compliments.
The sentiments..
My heart persists
in growing cold.

That was pretty good. As it continued I kind of got lost with the message but I think I get it. :wink:
Sorry I'm not that much of help, but good job anyhow.
Ziggie



I don't know half of you half as well as I should like; and I like less than half of you half as well as you deserve.
— Bilbo Baggins