this sacrifice of self;
metabolise my rising depths
to sweat-off skin i've worked within
dismiss this spirit-kiss i sing
to feed my words new health.
in all honesty, liar
you're soul has expired
and as you attempt to weave whistles between
every minute-mixed melody itching to scream
don't forget how to dream, don't forget
that although there's no bliss in your blight
snow-capped woe is a trick,
it's a trick of the light.
A contest entry
- Your Best Rhymes by Fire-Fly.
400 points, ended April 18, 35 entries
Honorable mention
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
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Really impressed with this one - it's not an obvious rhyming set-out but it reads in an amazing way.
"and as you attempt to weave whistles between
every minute-mixed melody itching to scream"
Love this very much, an absolute pleasure to read.
Thanks for entering and good luck in my contest. -
I've read a few now and...
...i like the way you play with language and the way you use both internal and end ryhmes.
And you are always interesting to read
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My favorite phrase in this whole poem is: "every minute-mixed melody". You really seem to play with your words here, mixing them up and letting their meaning and sound really reach out to the reader and grab them. You obviously have what it takes to become a great poet, from what I am reading here. I also like the line about how their soul has expired, I know many people like that in real life and it's such a pity to see them, people walking around hurting others because they don't have a soul anymore. Congrats on a well crafted poem!
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:)
its a mazing as usual.
i'm goin to try to comment like every one of you peoms hhaha.
even the ones i dont get.
its going to take forever,


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thanks
for commening
don't forget
that although there's no bliss in your blight
snow-capped woe is a trick,
it's a trick of the light.
i want to explain this to you to see if you understand it
in normal words this would say
don't forget
that although there is no happiness (as in bliss, which means happiness) in your loss of hopes and ambitions ( as in blight, which means loss of hope and ambitions )
unhappiness ( which is woe ) is just a trick, it's not real ( as descirbled through the metaphor, it's a trick of the light )
can you see what i mean?
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yeah
some stuff you write conveys such imagery that i cant see around it sometimes. thanks for breaking that down. it's my faviest.
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