Come To Me Fickle Words Comments

You whine and expect the world to call it poetry .. Another one too undisciplined to at least rhyme your expressions. At least you do not scrawl on a wall. Having said that you have turned some vivid phrases. You have talent in my opinion. I shall be honoured by a retaliatory response which will no doubt challenge my right to criticise. At least you are not ignored.

I become quiet I will shut myself into the label you have modified for me. (and when I get quiet and shut myself off it is over. great write

This poem evoked the pain of so many memories of a broken relationship. Well written

You’ve touchingly shown the state of the mind of one that is ditched by the fickleness of the other. When a point of no return is reached, what else can one express better than your words? “I am not a broken toy. I am a broken man. Come to me with your dagger at the ready.” When such a position of numbed hurt is reached, it is healthy to think along these lines: “Lead me to a place of solitude where I might recreate the flow of energy through a tunnel of doubt.” Chris, it’s a 10.

A brilliant, illuminating piece of writing!