Needing the Light

by Golden AnGel Rhapsodist   Aug 17, 2016


The sweet bird sang
We've seen the stars hang,
We've been to paradise before
Played with the sand at the shore.

We've been at the top
Now we're down in one snap
Our dreams collapsed
Everything's screwed up.

The opportunity knocked
Then we opened the locks
Someone punched it closed
Slowly our hearts decomposed.

Our sight was blinded
Arms and legs were binded
Chasing our dreams in the dark
We'll be needing some sparks.

Author's note:

All of my compositions are labor of love, hurt, and pain..
Originally made from my own Experiences.
A copyright not a copycat.

Gel

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  • 7 years ago

    by Golden AnGel Rhapsodist

    Many thanks to Mr. Darcy and Hallucinostic.
    your comments and suggestions are highly appreciated. ..

    Thanks

    Gee

  • 7 years ago

    by Mr. Darcy

    Hello Gelyn,

    This makes me think of a relationship that is in need of a boost.

    Some critique:

    We've heard the bird sing
    We've saw those stars hang,
    ^
    I appreciate your first language may not be English, so I just want to highlight that 'Hang' doesn't rhyme with 'Sing' Maybe if you changed the first line to this: The sweet birds sang

    We've been to paradise before
    Played the sand at the shore.

    We've been at the top
    Now down in one snap
    ^
    Maybe a typo on the word, 'snap' did you mean stop?

    Our dreams collapsed
    Everything screwed up.
    ^
    Not sure if you are trying to rhyme here?

    The opportunity knocked
    Then we opened the locks
    ^
    good
    Someone punched it closed
    Little by little our hearts decomposed.
    ^
    good rhyme, but the flow seems slightly off, maybe try, 'slowly our hearts decomposed'

    Our eyesight was blinded
    Arms and legs were banded
    ^
    Here the rhyme is slightly off - it could be left, but it is a little distracting.

    Chasing our dreams in the dark
    We'll be needing some sparks.
    ^
    Very good flow, rhyme and simile.

    Take care,

    Michael

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