A poem

Discussion in 'The Artist's Corner' started by Liminal, Mar 29, 2007.

  1. An antithesis, this dreadfulness
    Extreme supremity feeds bliss
    Your scary adversary amiss
    An undefined mind defines this

    Remain disdainful brain, surmise
    Randomly, nullity may normalize
    Truth, confused, spews dubious lies
    A mind, confined, bears no surprise

    And now, somehow, doubtful, you stand
    How much to touch without a hand?
    Be unseen, obscene, and drain this land
    Nothing will bring your reprimand

    Immortal, you chortle, "I stand atop."
    Insane, inane, their brains will flop
    Exceeding them greedily, no need to stop
    Complex perplexity inevitably sought
     
  2. those rhymes are a little forced and I think that the work as a whole suffers because of it. I also can't pick up on any sort of general theme or message. The structure and flow of it works pretty nice, just don't like literature with nothing to it.

    Of course, there's the very likely case that I don't "get it."
     
  3. i probably dont get it but i think its good, i personally think ruse is wrong by sayng the work suffers by the rhyming, i personally think that rhyming can make the poem fit together nicely.

    just my opinion though.
     
  4. RuseOfMetacarpi nails it
     

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