The dreary nìghts the savage fights
I still remember the sound of the broken vase and the shattering glaas
should be glass though
re read it:)
it is so sad
and so hearth breaking
here and there a few word mistakes
and grammar
but im sure you can fix them yourself!
it really is hearthbreaking
and may it never happen to you ,
There were a few mistakes, I think. Fallen should be falling and I'm not sure if grmacide is a word. Overall it was a very good poem, full of emotion and flow. The sadness was well written. A good work.
I"ve been playing guitar for 8 years and that line "Those broken strings of guitar/ Those love songs, those mellow rhymes/ I'm left with nothing just memories of past times" really got me. So amazing :) you're description was great and I could really feel what you were feeling in this! Oh and "the empty side of my bed, hawling out at me" that really caught me too. I hope these bad feelings don't linger though..I wish people didn't have to feel bad things and write about them. Thank you for sharing once again and I look forward to reading the next one!
A tale of love lost, empty heads and empty beds.the trail to love is littered with bones of other ones, yet we all think it won't get me, won't hurt me, then it does, hearts in two, broken but not beyond repair.
A poem with a strong and sad tale. Easy to fall into a life where kindness and mercy is none. I could feel the pain and sadness in this powerful story in the poem. A strong ending to a excellent poem.
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The dreary nìghts the savage fights
I still remember the sound of the broken vase and the shattering glaas
should be glass though
re read it:)
it is so sad
and so hearth breaking
here and there a few word mistakes
and grammar
but im sure you can fix them yourself!
it really is hearthbreaking
and may it never happen to you ,
i`m a writer of my own destination, Hi this is Saurabh Bhatia...random thotsss invade my mind all the time....LOVE is what i would like to specify izzz my favourite field..
LETA HU TERA NAAM HR PAL .. more..