Teen Poetry #5 |
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voice of an outkast |
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laconic Member
since 2002-02-17
Posts 64Melbourne, Australia |
my loneliness taunts me with sorrow in its eye it knows my longing for affection yet i'm weak and shy where once i was headstrong bold and ready for it all my lonliness has conspired and now all of this is gone what to do i ask myself i hear no reply whom shall i turn to i wonder and i hear myself sigh there is nobody who can help me when i dont really know whats wrong simply that i am lonely and not ready to belong. |
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Local Parasite![]()
since 2001-11-05
Posts 2527Transylconia, Winnipeg |
This has a good flow about it. I felt myself caught up in the fluid motion of your words. It's good to be able to do that without having a focal meter scheme. Nice work. The choice of words was also simple, yet profound. It takes a lot of discretion for a writer to pull back on the unnecessarily dramatic lines and such. You seem to have a good sense of what's important to the point of your poem. Oh, and I also like the title. Except for the use of "k" in "outcast..." ![]() Parasite |
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anya Member
since 2002-07-27
Posts 393London, UK |
'and not ready to belong', i liked that line alot, a good twist, anya |
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lifeslight Junior Member
since 2002-08-06
Posts 15 |
Nice, and remember most of us are teenagers here. I have a friend who is shy and doesnt talk to people much because he seems parenoid. Remeber man, you and the world thats it, dont worry about what people think..... |
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laconic Member
since 2002-02-17
Posts 64Melbourne, Australia |
lol thanks for the advice lifeslight, but to tell the truth i'm not really shy and paranoid, this was just a 'one of those days' poems |
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paper doll Member
since 2002-08-04
Posts 133Floating on Uncertainty |
Interesting. I could connect with it well. It read through really well with no broken sections like rhyme tends to have. Thanks for the read. ~M Imagination=nostalgia for the past, the absent; it is the liquid solution in which art develops the snapshots of reality. |
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