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Wake up, dreamer--
And so the symbols fade
with my simple point made--
Wake up, dreamer--
your broken < heart 3
demands ! reasons ?
why we're falling ap a r t
And so the symbols fade
with my simple point made--
never thought it was hard
to call a spade a spade;
to call a spade a spade;
no matter what we say,
we'll give ourselves away--
please let me lift you up
to where the angels lay;
and as you touch the sky,
we'll soon ignite inside--
always meant to belie
the day the music died;
and they'll be taking notes
to spin into new songs--
they'll use rhythmic quotes
to right eternal wrongs;
to right eternal wrongs;
we'll let the wounded show
the scars that no one knows--
where mankind's piercing words
gave way to exchanged blows.
This is our revolution;
such is our evolution--
such is our evolution--
unbounded predilection
for clear absolution;
let it be our intention
to uplift each shattered soul--
and to defy convention.
Literature
Bleed It Out
Sitting here alone
I stare at my blank paper;
A lamp casting shadows across my face
Pondering my options…
So what will I bleed out today?
Will it be a passionate love story?
The struggle of two star crossed lovers fighting the world
Shall it be a firey rant pointed amid the heavens?
For having wronged me so?
Will I bleed out all my sorrows;
My pen franticly scribbling amid my faded tear drops.
Or my dark consuming fears,
Headed by an evil smiling devil?
Will I dig the wound so deep?
That my heart becomes plastered against this page?
Desperate for some touch of help?
For an escape form the hell within my head
That makes me swim in my
Literature
Coming Back
You looked at me with sunset eyes
Teeming with an ocean’s depth
Waves were crashing down your cheeks
Tears you should have never wept
And I heard a sound I’ll not forget
The slamming front door as you left
In shock I waited as tragedy unfurled
Denial settled into the silence of my world
Without a glance or shallow sigh
You left me here with no goodbye
But in my heart there grew an ache
A pain that, most nights, keeps me awake
And now I finally realize
What I saw in those shining eyes
Not the sunset; the sunrise
So this was never a goodbye
No…
This was letting go.
And now I’m coming back.
Literature
Love Again
Love Again
I hate to admit-
That I don't stand a chance
All risks turn into rifts-
Our hands will become too...distant
-
I crumbled inside every time I tried-
I couldn't look you in the eyes
A reflection was all I saw-
The beast within me whose heart was still raw
I'm afraid that trust is a one-way street with me
You can only depend on your own
For I have deemed myself unworthy
While I cling onto the tombstones of massacred hopes
I've abandoned the part of my soul
That connected to others
I was forced to let that side of me go
So never again would I fully mourn for another
A sphere of tears-
Floods my sockets with fear
Knowing that-
Eve
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Overall Vision Originality
Technique ImpactI enjoyed this!
The only thing I would change is the inconsistent rhyming, discounting the first and seventh stanzas - they are just fine as-is and their imbalance compared to the rest of the poem feels exactly right. Poetry doesn't need to rhyme but when it does, it ought to be consistent unless there's a truly good reason for a sudden change from that pattern. The reason is there for the first and seventh stanzas but I don't see it for the others. This reduces the rhythm and impact of the poem, which is otherwise quite good. I assume the last stanza is left at only three lines to "defy convention," which may be why the rhyming is inconsistent. The impact of that will be stronger if you follow convention in the rhyming throughout the other stanzas.
Well done!