Contrary to popular opinion,
isolation is not the smell of
wet cement, grey and indifferent.
Wet cement springs with life,
and the soon-to-be-heard colour of
rubber sneakers squeaking
on the hard linoleum school floors,
reminiscing.
Isolation is the colour of the smell of my
bathroom sink,
imitation-marble counters and raw bleach,
Nothing to distract me from the way I think.
Hey! It's cool, I love the ending and the "nothing to distract me from the way I think"
It's awesome. That's really relatable and amazin
I don't really know how to review poetry very well but I wanted to just say that.
idk when youl get this but it's snowing right now!!!!!!! Like yay? it's cold but at least SNOW
hello!
first, I love this. it's so relatable and the flow is amazing and so is your wording.
it reminds me a lot of spoken word, almost like Car radio (by twenty one pilots) lyrically, but maybe that's just me.
there's really nothing I would change about it, I love how short it is yet you were able to convey so much, definitely a good poet and i wish i could be as skilled.
I look forward to checking out some more of your works!
never stop writing!
Hi there!
This is a good poem! I like how the simplicity just adds to the poem, without being to simple. I also love how this poem is very relatable.
Also, the rhythm is consist throughout the poem, and it flows really well.
My favorite part was this:
"Isolation is the colour of the smell of my
bathroom sink,
imitation-marble counters and raw bleach,
Nothing to distract me from the way I think. "
Keep up the good work!
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