esteria wrote:I kissed my frog today,
To my dismay
He turned into a prince.
I miss his croaking,
I miss his wet slimy body,
I miss his constant hopping.
All I wanted was to kiss my frog;
I kissed him and now he is gone,
In his place a prince.
I hate his talking,
I hate his perfect trim body,
I hate his ever clean hands.
I kissed my prince today,
To my dismay
He turned into a frog.
I miss his fingers in my hair,
I miss his arms on my waist,
I miss his horse drawn carriage
All I wanted was to kiss my prince;
I kissed him and now he is gone,
In his place a frog.
I hate his sticky feet,
I hate his slimy lips,
I hate his arrogance.
Today I realized
To my dismay,
whomever I get:
My frog or prince,
This treacherous heart
will only long for the other.
I miss this, I hate this
Why not just love this?
My undecided heart
won’t let me be.
Hey Esteria ^^ Shina here
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The idea of this poem was not what I expected. As everyone else said, this was unexpected. It narrates and elaborates the concept of an undecided heart in a way that's funny. It was hilarious reading this yet serious at the same time. If this rhymed it would've been twice as good as it is now. The irony here is also good. Liking the frog and hating the prince and then liking the prince and hating the frog. I had to reread the second part to realize that it was like a reflection of the beginning, or a mirror opposite parallel universe of the top half of the poem, so you might want to fix that in the title or something.
Keep writing Esteria ^^ This was good, great even. The overall impression is pretty good. If you have any questions feel free to PM or IM me
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~Shina
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