I wrote a litto poem, thought you guys would be intewested. Spoiler for Poem: 'Twas a bright and stormy night, Yes, because of all the light, There, Where dark was meant to be, Instead, lights within your sight. Though a child may long for morn, Or an evening lesser torn, There's a joy inside my soul, Like a babe awaiting born. For the lightning my eyes see, Drumming rain that my ears be, Cold and wet my skin becomes, Taste of nothing unto me. Clean and right the world became, Through the darkness, in the rain, Wept the Heavens not in light, But in dark, the light was gained. Freshened world and freshened soul, In the darkness we are whole, Though the light may give us life, In the dark, our wounds consoled. Haven't named it yet. Perhaps it shouldn't have a name?
...*casually reads and rereads and goes away and comes back and rereads* I. I wike it. Wots. as a humble grammar note, the last line in the second stanza would make more sense if it said "waiting to be born" rather than "awaiting", but that choice is still up to you.
=) As if Shakespeare made any sense either.
nice poem :)
Lol- Shakespeare was writing in the language of his time. I think he makes a lot of sense; his work is timeless (proof is in the large number of adaptations on his work). With that, Hiii, long time "no see". I like your poem, Paper. I think you have a good topic going, though I think you have a tendency to sacrifice for rhyme. It's definitely a poem that makes a reader come back for a re-read. Great tone and voice too.
On the topic of Shakespeare... I KNEW THAT. TOTALLY KNEW THAT, NO NEED TO POINT IT OUT <_< >_>. /me runs And on the topic of sacrifice... Sometimes... There has to be a sacrifice... *Paperroses looks to the sunset. Welcome Back.
Awesome. Enjoyed that lol
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