poetry critical

online poetry workshop

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Welcome to Poetry Critical, an online poetry workshop. To post your own poetry you'll need to create a user id by typing a name and password in the box above and hitting 'New User'. If you just want to critique or jump into the discussion, however, you can go ahead and get started!

Poetry Critical 2.0

Hey guys, Donald here.

In a few weeks, this site will be 9 years old. 9 years! And I still know some of the earliest submissions by heart.

But, boy. That’s like 102 in web-years. So it’s time for something new. I’m building that something now with my nights-and-weekend minutes (and plenty of coffee). Buy me a cup?

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Random Poem:

The Last Petal
Forsaken

Teardrops frozen through this desolute era
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Clouds formed with only murky blues
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Whispers concealed only to memory
 3
Broken hearts now cast astray.
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Paint me a picture with your eyes
 5
Of your hidden meaning
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Show me the entity that lies deep inside
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behind these locked doors.
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Give me a single petal rose
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Let it whisper he loves me not
 10
Remind of this reality
 11
Of why the light never
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penetrates through the
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dullness of the clouds.
 14
Show me what its like to cry
 15
To drown yourself in only sorrow.
 16
Show me only the bitterness of bittersweet
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Let this heart of mine grow cold.
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Look around can't you see all the misery my life has found?
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Let me portray myself to you
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As a result of my torn down love.
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My eyes have become an empty blue
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with not even sadness inside
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and my beauty has become frail.
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I carry only a single petal rose
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that has been long dead.
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But this rose never died within my heart
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Its memory lives still within me.
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The only murmur of thoughts that runs through my mind
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The words ill always remember you for
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Are the whispers of he loves me not.
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