I know why I am here
The fate of all the lands
And all that I hold dear
resting upon my hands
And now that I am gone
A single flower dead
The rest quiet their song
And nothing to be said
In life what have I done
To call upon this death
No Hell I can't outrun
And gone my single breath
My soul will linger here
So restless and unsure
All love will disappear
Along with all else pure
Jeeze, Kelsey, I don't know where to begin! First, this doesn't at all sound like it was written by a middle school student. This is something I would expect to find in a professional poetry book. The rhythme is fantastic and consistent, word choice is excellent. I tip my apparently contriband hat to you, professional sounding poet. (that is along the lines of how the saying goes, right?)
ReplyDeleteI agree with everything. I feel bad because I have suggestions because it was that good!It was different seeing a poem that didn't have any punctuation in it because I always think that a poem has to have commas or something and you proved that it didn't and I will totally take that into consideration when I write my next poem. So this poem was fantastic you really should right another poem like in the fantasy kind of way.
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