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sorry i don't want it up anymore

by heav1234

Published March 19, 2011

I just don't want my poetry up anymore. I feel like i don't deserve to write it.

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cj2344
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cj2344 commented Comment · Mar 20, 2011

I think this is a great poem. I love the words, and the message. it's so powerful, and intense. that's what i love about poetry and you've definitely portrayed that. :)

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heav1234 commented Comment · Mar 19, 2011

Actually i just wrote it because i wanted to lol and then i looked outside the window and heard a train and the birds then this came along. But we were learning about myths which i'm totally into now

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Snoink wrote a review Review · Mar 19, 2011

Wooo! High fives! :D I like them too. :)

One thing that I thought was a little strange was you started off talking in third person (a girl is doing this...) and then you shifted to second person (as they slowly suck the life of you). It was strange because it seemed like you were implying that the reader was female, when that doesn't have to be the case. So, I would either shift this entirely in third person and describe the girl explicitly or I would direct this to "you."

But even if you decide to keep this in second person, you don't have to make this poem so vague. I don't know... I'm rather a sucker for the very detailed second person poems. So, what is this thing that I'll never see again which used to make me shine? What is this desperation coming from? Where are these sorrows coming from? These sorts of details can really make a poem quirky and nice. :)

Another thing you'll need to watch out for is typos. You have a lot of them here, and usually they have to do with contractions or possessive pronouns. So definitely look those up and know how to use them! That will make your writing sooo much stronger.

Hope that helps! :D

What was the English assignment for this poem, anyway? Or did you just write this to avoid having to listen to lecture? ;)



The day, which was one of the first of spring, cheered even me by the loveliness of its sunshine and the balminess of the air. I felt emotions of gentleness and pleasure, that had long appeared dead, revive within me. Half surprised by the novelty of these sensations, I allowed myself to be borne away by them, and forgetting my solitude and deformity, dared to be happy.
— Mary Shelley, Frankenstein