poetry critical

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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!

Random Poem:

The Dying Eyes of The Angel

The Angel watches and her tears fall down
as the gates of Heaven are burned to the ground.
The streets of gold are charcoal black
and the flames are rising and she can't turn back.
The battle for Heaven was lost tonight.
Darkness has prevailed and we couldn't even fight.
Her wings have fallen, so she tries to crawl away.
The Angel watches asher tower falls down.
The echoes of misery are covering the sounds.
Her halo disappears as she watches this insanity.
A dream pf sadness jas beem brought to a reality.
These pearly gates have never fallen
until the day that their God came calling.
So now the ashes of the city of gold
are briged by hatred and a heart of cold.
I've seen things I wish to never see again.
The screaming pains of those once loved
and I don't know if I could ever see again,
the dying eyes of an Angel.

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