Ever-changing is the flow of life.
A slow transition from one day to the next.
Unpredictable and never ending,
It gives me a sense of excitement.
Yet, as the days grow ever on,
For over a year,
Change has not happened to me.
My thoughts and personality feel the same
Even after my parents have separated.
My fingers still pluck the same tunes,
No matter how much I practice the guitar.
I see and hear things much the same,
Even with my heart in quite a bind.
The friends I had before Graduation
Haven't left completely from my town.
Yet, as these days grow on,
And the Moon waxes and wanes,
I feel no change in the current,
That has beheld me for so long,
And I wonder simply if It's forgotten
Where it's supposed to lead me.
First poem in a long time. What do you think?
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Ever-changing is the flow of life.
A slow transition from one day to the next.
Unpredictable and never ending,
It gives me a sense of excitement.
Yet, as the days grow ever on,
For over a year,
Change has not happened to me.
-oh Bloody crap, thats how i feel!.
great write, i liked it alot
[this sounds very personal, you cant really revise something personal i think its like your thoughts at that moment. if you sugarcoat it its not the same. anyways bravo.]
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Its been so long since I've heard from you, or seen a new poem by you. You have no idea how happy this has made me to know i am not completely forgotten by everyone. Very nice poem, and i do have some suggestions.
try spacing it out more may help the flow of things a bit easier. and perhaps instead of "change has not happened to me" you may want to use "For me change has not happened." just switch the words around a little. I am not the greatest at this, and like i said the poem is very nice as it is. Just some suggestions. Let me know how you are and if you need anything! I can help you with the spacing maybe i don't know. lol just suggesting things so yeah! Lol!
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