
He loves me...
he loves me not.
He loves me...
he loves me...not. (T_T)
*sniffle*
Man, forget this, I'm just gonna ask him myself! D8
THAT, my friends, is the lesson of this poem. =/
'Twas quite fun to write! :3
Enjoy! ^^
Until next poem! \(^o^)/
he loves me not.
He loves me...
he loves me...not. (T_T)
*sniffle*
Man, forget this, I'm just gonna ask him myself! D8
THAT, my friends, is the lesson of this poem. =/
'Twas quite fun to write! :3
Enjoy! ^^
Until next poem! \(^o^)/
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Isn't it beautiful? Why, yes it is. :3 You have one beautiful knack for nature, and indeed, floral imagery, and a beautiful work comes from your efforts here.
You make a fantastic point, as what random chance has to do with the evaluation of a relationship, I will never know. X3
You make a fantastic point, as what random chance has to do with the evaluation of a relationship, I will never know. X3
Would you believe that the inspiration behind this poem came from watching a large, solitary purple flower (was unsure of species) wither away at work? (I work at my local zoo, btw.)
It was so sad, but...I felt something from it. I grasped its dying petals, and somehow thought of a lost love; I sincerely wanted to care for the poor thing (I'm a flower person, if you haven't noticed). 8<
Next thing you know, I said to myself: a flower petal is a thing of joy when plucked to the words "he loves me," but becomes a thing of melancholy when plucked to the words "he loves me not."
~Fin~
I really appreciate your comment, Nick. I just...see the world differently, and who am I to withhold that painting? ^^
It was so sad, but...I felt something from it. I grasped its dying petals, and somehow thought of a lost love; I sincerely wanted to care for the poor thing (I'm a flower person, if you haven't noticed). 8<
Next thing you know, I said to myself: a flower petal is a thing of joy when plucked to the words "he loves me," but becomes a thing of melancholy when plucked to the words "he loves me not."
~Fin~
I really appreciate your comment, Nick. I just...see the world differently, and who am I to withhold that painting? ^^
Gah!!! That 4th stanza is killing me, the poem would be PERFECT without it.
See, the poem is directed toward the reader, and you're coercing them out of the flower bed naturally. The 4th stanza is essentially the 5th stanza except it sucks in comparison. It makes the last stanza redundant.
Except that the last stanza is still directed toward the reader, and the 4th stanza is more like a quip from your life ( I can't really explain it very well, but think of it this way: no one really wants to hear about someone else's life when they're upset, it doesn't help.) The reason why it's ok in the last stanza is because you don't dredge on about yourself, you just state a quick fact.
It's up to you really, but I won't favorite this unless that changes.
See, the poem is directed toward the reader, and you're coercing them out of the flower bed naturally. The 4th stanza is essentially the 5th stanza except it sucks in comparison. It makes the last stanza redundant.
Except that the last stanza is still directed toward the reader, and the 4th stanza is more like a quip from your life ( I can't really explain it very well, but think of it this way: no one really wants to hear about someone else's life when they're upset, it doesn't help.) The reason why it's ok in the last stanza is because you don't dredge on about yourself, you just state a quick fact.
It's up to you really, but I won't favorite this unless that changes.
Wow, this was pretty darn interesting! The language is delicate yet straight forward for the most part (love it) but my favorite part was the morale. It's true and to the point, plus it kicks a common cliche' to the curb and that, my friend, takes style! Keep up the good work! ^.=.^
Well thank you so much for the wonderful comments, Jericho! :D
I like to think poetry should be interesting, playful and, above all, just plain fun to read. =P
I often find myself portraying common concepts in a new light, whether it be nurturing it or breaking it. I'm glad you liked the moral of this poem, as well as the Romantic diction I used to portray it. ^^
I will be sure to write much more, my friend! 8)
I like to think poetry should be interesting, playful and, above all, just plain fun to read. =P
I often find myself portraying common concepts in a new light, whether it be nurturing it or breaking it. I'm glad you liked the moral of this poem, as well as the Romantic diction I used to portray it. ^^
I will be sure to write much more, my friend! 8)
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