Quote (drewtx84 @ Sat, Apr 28 2007, 11:29pm)
meh i made this poem when i was bored...quite emo lol. tell me wat u think about it. i haven't put much thought on it.
I used to be a was.
Now I am an is.
Screeching for safety as I decide to fly away from suicide.
Flickering my eyes as I put the knife out of my mind from suicide.
Desert winds grunt silently by my side preventing me from suicide.
Battered and bruise as I struggle out of my burden from suicide.
I used to be a was.
Now I am suicide.
rate my poem thanks xD
alright, just FYI i'm an english major so i hope i have a better idea of what I'm talking about than all the 11 year olds here to discuss their harry potter lunchbox. Not that i'm trying to insult anyone in particular, but there definitely ARE those people around and their opinions are...i hate to say it...less important

anyway, lets see...well main problems are that the metaphors don't make a lot of sense...I have no idea what the sands and whatnot have to do with suicide. Also desert winds don't grunt. The whole poem seems to move away from suicide, but at the end he "is" a suicide, which goes against the direction the rest of your poem was. Also, while i understand freeverse fine, it doesn't have much of a rhythm to it at all.
Yup, sorry to rag on you but I figure people can use help more than compliments in the long run.