Love never came to me that night,
As I sat there, starring at the statue of Eros,
Waiting for a spark.
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What a passionate waiting for something romantic to happen in life but that was not to be. The eerie feeling leaves the reader exasperated. Congrats for this being selected 'Poem of the Day' yet once again. Thanks.
such a beautiful emotional drop.loved the way you have put down your feelings.keep up the good work.
Very nice poem. You have uncanny feel for words and emotions.
Very good poem, (maybe) line 5 needs some work on the syntax... My heartbeat sighed for the stars to come out.....good idea?
Well done, Brenda; keep it up! very touching poem...The last lines are the most poignant ones... I turned back to look at him once more... And never will I forget the stone of his eyes. But I am curious to know...did his eyes turn to stone because you were leaving or because they were devoid of feeling just as before?
Yeah we do put too much importance on inanimate objects. keep up the good work.
Love never came to me that night, As I sat there, starring at the statue of Eros, Waiting for a spark. Evening shone out through romantic clouds, My heart beats signed for the stars to come out....lovely placement of touchy words and that makes me more inclined to your work... beautiful simply gracious to read....10 read mine she did not come.... no separate ways....visiting hell
Superb, Brenda. The imagery is incredible, and so very mature for one so young! Well done - you have a great gift - far beyond the 'angst' of most teenagers.
I love your work. This poem stretches far beyond the meaning of the word beautiful, it's pure brilliancy. I can relate to this in every posible way, and as such it saddens me; Because a writer can't write a masterpiece without fully understanding the feeling provided. It's hard to believe that you're 17 when you seem to have the intellect of someone atleast twice your age. Never stop writing Brenna, thoe I wish that you'll never create a poem as this again. /Your biggest fan
The strength of this sad verse lies in it's honesty and the metre used reads just right for the length - - do keep writing Brenda...10 from Fay
Leslie Philibert is right on with his comment about the syntax of line five, but great poem anyway, and congratulations for having it selected as poem of the day on January 11 for four years in a row now! |