16+ Mature Content

Stigma

Warning: This work has been rated 16+ for mature content.

PreviousNext

 Stigma

"Today, the vows that were made are broken. Today, the promises that were kept are stolen. From the grasp of the innocents that only wished for happiness. Rob them of the truth and replace them with lies, there'll be nothing left but emptiness. Just like what the elders did, passed on upon our parents. Told us of these make-beliefs to feel comfort from our newly made figments. They too passed on figments of their own. Little did they know that flaws seep and become clear as we have grown. And as we point out these mistakes, we are disowned.

In this world where following a trend keeps one's normality. In this world where some carry the stigma for their uniqueness in their adolescence In this world where creativity and a different point of view is idiocy. Where everyone's crab mentality brings us down 'cause the only thing that matters is their presence. Wept and writhe within from the words that were thrown against us. Words that bruised, scarred, and murdered us. Murdered our individuality 'till we are confused of which group we belong. Corrected our mistakes and yet from the other side, we are still labled wrong. Woe is me from the perception of the great wall of ignorance. Unable to see those who have suffered and died from the sea of sleeping pills. And waves of cuts from blades as you stray away as you fear of worrying, creating a distance. It's not the dose and the blade that's harmful but your ignorance and their despair that kills. And when everything's too late, only then we'll shower our concerns and sympathy. But when it was too early, all we did was criticize in apathy. Imagine the burden that they carry, heavier than our bags that we carry to school. Imagine the times we scourged them with words when we called them a fool. A fool to stray away from the sickening crowd. But they're only mountains shrouded by cloud. Hiding beneath those fake smiles to keep their ignominy. Only to personally experience and satisfy their needs for one's pity. This is the stigma. This is what we are. This is who we are. This is what we're meant to be. But this isn't what we shouldn't be."
Comments & reviews · 3
Note: You are not logged in, but you can still leave a comment or review. Before it shows up, a moderator will need to approve your comment (this is only a safeguard against spambots). Leave your email if you would like to be notified when your message is approved.

User avatar
alliyah
Review
alliyah wrote a review · Sun Aug 27, 2017 1:03 am

Hi there! First of all welcome to Young Writers Society! I see below, that you've said this is your first poem in English, which is absolutely amazing. I'm stopping by to leave a few of my thoughts here, but please let me know if you have any questions about my review and I'd be happy to help.

Formatting and Line-Breaks
I would absolutely echo what the reviewer said below that this poem might be more easily understood by readers if it was broken up into stanzas and further line-breaks. Sometimes this is more easily said than done with YWS formatting. I would suggest looking at these articles if you need a bit of help, they should break down exactly how to get the correct spaces into the piece. Article 1, Article 2.

Plot and Specificity
I want to take a second to talk about the plot of the piece. I think you did a good job creating some drama in a sort of intellectual problem. In other words, sometimes its hard to make struggles that are mostly internal seem interesting. Readers (even in poetry) often want action. You brought the internal conflict of stigma and fitting in by utilizing some really good metaphors that brought in a physical element like the line about "mountains shrouded by cloud" <-- really nice. I thought the last third of your piece really excelled with bringing the "internal" to the "physical" world with metaphors and actual examples. I would have liked to have seen this done a little bit more in the first two thirds.

For instance, in that first paragraph you give a lot of almost hypothetical situations, but you don't quite make them specific for the reader. There's a line about "promises stolen" and "lies" passed on by "elders" and "mistakes". But it isn't explained what these promises or lies actually are until later when this becomes part of the bigger picture of stigma. If you gave some concrete examples in the first paragraph/section it would help readers connect more to what you're saying right away. I would try to think of an example of a promise or a lie that fits into what you're saying and include it as an example. Sometimes ambiguity builds intrigue and mystery, but other times it just loses the focus of the piece and gives the reader so much guessing work that they can't tell what's going on.

In poetry sometimes that's the hardest part -- balancing ambiguity and specificity. I think in that first chunk of the poem you could use just a bit more specificity because these are such vital parts of the rest of the poem, and its introducing the core concepts of the piece.

Word Choice and Flow
Lastly, I'd like to talk about the flow and word choice of the piece. Although it's a bit hard to see the even flow of the poem now as its not broken up into lines, I did like your use of repetition at the beggining and end of the piece. It really helps to build intensity. And I would say that was the tone that I got from the whole piece. I could kind of imagine a Morgan Freeman like character narrating your whole poem and delving into the world's great secrets or wisdom; the truth about stigmas. I think your word choice along with the repetition also helped with this. You kept the sentences and phrases formal, and used some nice specific words like "shrouded", "ignorance", and "apathy", and "normality", and "writhe" to really make the narrator or speaker of this piece come across as being wise. This very much helps the message of the poem get across because it makes readers trust the speaker as they sound like they know what they're talking about with the elevated language.

Overall, it was an interesting piece to read and I look forward to reading the rest of your work in the future!

best,
alliyah

This Review has been brought to you by Team Autumn. Happy Review Day!

User avatar
IcyFlame
Review

Hey there Aaron,
Welcome to YWS! I hope you're enjoying the site so far and it's great to see that you're posting something so soon after joining.

This is an unconventional form for a poem and reads more like a piece of prose. It would really benefit from some sort of structure. Try separating out the lines so each sentence is on a separate line. These can then be split to form stanzas. I think that maybe that's maybe what you're lacking.

The other option of course is to classify this as prose. Either way, you have a big chunk of text here that needs separating out in some shape or form. The way it is currently, the whole meaning of the piece is completely lost as the reader tries to make sense out of the structure. Maybe try reading through some other poetry on this site for some inspiration.

The fragmented sentences read a lot like run off lines in poetry, but you need to decide which of them you want to emphasise for effect and which ones might be less important. It helps a poem to have impact in different areas. At the moment, the message you have hidden in here is a little confused and hopefully by playing around with form and structure you'll find something that works for you and helps bring out this piece of work.

I'd like to read it again if and when you edit it.
Hope this has been helpful to you and hope you continue to post on here.
Icy.

Oh sorry T_T i just copy pasted it in my wordpad i will repost it

Random avatar
aaronvx Comment

THIS MY FIRST POEM IN ENGLISH SO FAR



Darkness cannot drive out darkness: only light can do that. Hate cannot drive out hate: only love can do that.
— Martin Luther King Jr.