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If someone blindly offloads their poetry into this subforum without interacting with anyone else and without reading the rules which specify that this section mandates one thread per user, I won't think twice about dumping all their posts in one thread and slapping on an amusing title. |
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I see you like rhyming poetry and your topic of being in love with feeling in love continues. One recommendation I have for this poem is, since you are using perfect rhymes at the end of most lines, to also rhyme "feelings" perfectly with the word at the end of the next line. For example, you could write: "This love floats on feelings higher than catheral ceilings" without sacrificing the meaning yet at the same time making the end words rhyme perfectly. What do you feel about this suggestion? Since your poems deal with the perfect, idealized vision of love, I'd say, I feel it would be appropriate to have all the words at the end of the lines rhyme perfectly as well. Quote:
--Veg |
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Speaking of which, why is Lamar not responding? He must not even be reading anyone else's posts since he seems oblvious to the fact he is only supposed to have one thread. The least he can do is respond to our critism. |
You
You are the sun.
You are the moon. You are the happy tunes. My heart sings in June. You are the flower. That blooms in my heart after an april shower. You are the star that shines so bright. You are the love that makes my life so right. You are the wind that blows through my hair. Your love, like God, I feel everywhere. |
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Just saying. |
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Of course, there is a predictable formula for most love songs, so there is bound to be overlaps somewhere. |
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Instead, I quoted the song that played in my head when I read that. haha. |
Your Lips
Like an apple.
Red and delicious. The answer to my prayers and wishes. Full of smiles when happy. A bit of pout when sad. Full of sweet kisses. That makes my heart glad. Full of kind words. When sometimes I feel gloom. Full of sweet songs. That could fill a room. |
Dreams
Some people dream of diamonds.
Some people dream of gold. But I dream of you love. Until the night grows cold. Prayer kept me safe. Visions of you kept me warm. Thinking of you through the night. Secure from harm. Some people dream of riches. A whole lot of money. But I will dream of you always. My precious honey. |
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