The darker shades of the sunset
Burn the angered depths of me
The gnarled fingers that pull my strings
And shape what I'm to be
I close my eyes to the pulling sky
The red much deeper than the blue
And sleep beneath the deepest black
With dreams I can't make true
Yet wishing breaks the spell that makes
Regrets of all I've said
I open my eyes to a new sunrise
And another shade of red
Wow, u sure get alot of praise! But it is well deserved. I really enjoyed this poem, I agree with Teresa, I'm often put off by rhyming poems due to the fact that generally they're full of " The sky is blue, you are too.." generic pointless stuff called a poem because it rhymes. This was an excellently deep piece though, you got talent boy!
~RM
I like the imagery! Another good one...
Yes....yes....yes!!! Donald, you read my mind, but more importantly...you touched my heart...which is what excellent poetry should do. Nice.
Yes....yes....yes!!! Donald, you read my mind, but more importantly...you touched my heart...which is what excellent poetry should do. Nice.
I like this one much! Its's kinda catchy! Thanks for a great read!!
you do have a way with titles my friend! Good work!
Donald, What I meant to say in my previous critique, but didn't say clearly, was I like the way you use rhym. Many writers try to rhym and merely sound contrived not you. I don't like it when the writer merely uses rhym for the sake of rhyming. I think they loose much of the passion. Bye again Teresa
Donald, Hi! Nice and you didn't rhym. I like this poem very much. Very descriptive. very good. Teresa
Donald, all i can say is WOW!! This is such a deep and thought provoking piece of work. I especially loved the lines.... I close my eyes to the pulling sky the red much deeper then the blue and sleep beneath the deepest black with dreams I cannot make true.... well done and if you like please email me when you submit new poetry...thankyou Tanya