by Prophecies In Kodak Feb 5, 2015
category :
Sadness, depression /
lost relationships
I have for you a gift, a present made of sand. molecules i have collected, glued with stubborn hands. touched with wary heart strings, a pinch of abstract lust. my sweat, my blood, my tears: a collection of what was. |
by Lola
How are you so good? |
by GB
This is very fine poetry, but I do believe that capitalization is very important, especially at the beginning of each stanza, that would make your poem almost flawless :) |
by Britt
Oh my heavens, when you post new poems I swear my heart soars. You have the most beautiful way of phrasing, and I just love everything about your writing. |
Your style of writing the poem makes me feel like poetry for you is something so effortless, it just flows in a very very smooth way. I am in love with this poem, I can relate I can sense think and sink in your words. The meter of sentences and how you've constructed them is just brilliant I really was not sure how this was going. |