Comments : I Dread

  • 5 years ago

    by Wild flower

    Abracadabra wsshhh you no longer dread my green friend;)
    There's sadness in this poem, that rushes fast to our hearts, we can feel it and see it in your words.
    Hope all is good with you^_^
    Great job.

  • 5 years ago

    by Karla

    Fear is part of the game and I often catch myself thing that it is what we dread that is life's seasoning. Lovely poem.

  • 5 years ago

    by Decayed

    You are a devil.
    A sorceress.
    Thanks for being so awesome.

    Those rhymes.. subtle rhymes... were like GOLD POTS.

    What a masterpiece.
    I hope it WINS. x

  • 5 years ago

    by Mohan

    Well written 5/5.
    keep writing..

  • 5 years ago

    by Hellon

    I don't know feeling is this poem is hinting at suicide...not necessary your own..just trying to convey what it may feel like for someone contemplating?

    There is a certain feeling of if you are looking at what may become of people left behind?

    my palms were drenched again,
    anxiety glistening in ev'ry pore.
    I blinked away dread forming
    inside my eyes, licked away
    dread from pale lips, hoping
    - not -
    perhaps for the day I no longer


    There is a struggle going on here...who will win? You leave that for the reader to interpretate for themselves...clever write!