Edge of The Seat

by alimurtaza105

Published June 4, 2015

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Edge of the Seat

When it comes down to the end

It takes small seconds to land

Just one glance to take

No more time to wake

It’s the edge of the seat

Everything around totally get’s dark

And we don’t even see any mark

We start to feel so much pain

And then nothing is left to gain

It’s the edge of the seat

We totally stop thinking

And we start sinking

We don’t even find any way

And even don’t know where to lay

It’s the edge of the seat

Ali Murtaza S.

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Lael
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Lael wrote a review Review · Jun 6, 2015

This is a well written and thoughtful piece.

The only thing I have to say about correcting is on the line that says "Everything around totally get's dark". There is not supposed to be an apostrophe on the word "gets". Maybe you should put in some punctuation as well.

On everything else, good job! This poem really made me start thinking about this subject! Keep writing great stuff!

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Lael
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Lael commented Comment · Jun 6, 2015

This is good. It is really unique!

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RubyRed
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RubyRed wrote a review Review · Jun 4, 2015

Hello. \/\/onder here. I like this poem and I don't think I have much to say as far as correcting goes so, I'll make this quick. First off I commend you for sticking to the poem standards. One question I have is: Why didn't you put and periods or commas? I believe it would look even more beautiful if it did. :D This poem was just beautiful the words captivated the reader and made them feel like you put the effort into amusing them. This brought tears to my eyes. So, simply magnificent. Anyway enough of my babbling. Keep writing and NEVER get discouraged!

~\/\/onder ;)



The idea that a poem was a made thing stayed with me, and I decided then that I wanted to be an artist, not just a diarist. So I put myself through a kind of apprenticeship in writing poetry, and I understood even then that my practice as a poet was deeply related to my reading.
— Edward Hirsch