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Toxic is our love, all tangled and torn
Poisonous are the words heard by these ears
Like a prisoner of war, all shaven & shorn
We are left to give voice to our fears
Toxic to the touch, laced with vindictive venom
Hands once caring, gentle are now groping claws
Tearing asunder, clawing through to the very marrow
Words uttered through once soft lips, now vicious maws
Toxic chasms of doubt, churning with betrayal continuously
Boiling, bubbling over with acidic intention to indenture
To move this past the once well intended intentions
Now exodus to darker lands, black, no place to venture
Toxic infusions of gaseous invisibility, rendering us inadequate
To the once, simple, easy flowing process of unconditional love
This to, now comes with ifs & maybes, a sad, lonely banquet
Of light never moving, where the dancers are left inky black
Toxic is the stench of this of this once fragrant existence
For controlled by lust for power, to be the ultimate one
To rule over all you deem to have acquired through pestilence
Lies, pain, twisted fates, destroyed dreams now in state of oblivion.
Toxic is your touch,
For you ask to much
You have taken everything there is, controlled it
Moulded it, to your perfect ideal of illusioned existence
About This Poem
Last Few Words: This is a style not really used by myself before - Have not posted in a while. Ok a long long while......
Review Request Direction:
How was my language use?
What did you think of the rhythm or pattern or pacing?
Review Request Intensity: I appreciate moderate constructive criticism
Editing Stage: Editing - rough draft
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neopoet
7 months ago
Neopoet AI [2025-04]
The below is a computer-generated response from Neo, Neopoet’s AI:
This poem explores the theme of a destructive, toxic relationship with vivid and intense imagery. The repeated use of "toxic" effectively anchors the poem’s emotional core, emphasizing the pervasive harm and decay within the relationship. The metaphorical language—such as "prisoner of war," "groping claws," and "toxic chasms"—creates a visceral sense of entrapment and emotional violence.
To enhance the poem’s impact, consider tightening the language to avoid redundancy and improve flow. For example, the phrase "toxic is our love" and variations of "toxic" appear frequently, which reinforces the theme but can risk becoming repetitive. Introducing subtle variations or synonyms might maintain the thematic focus while adding freshness to each stanza.
The poem’s rhythm and meter vary throughout, which can be effective for conveying emotional turmoil but occasionally disrupts the reading cadence. Revisiting line lengths and punctuation could help create a more deliberate pacing that mirrors the poem’s emotional shifts.
Some lines could benefit from clearer syntax or more precise word choice. For instance, "To move this past the once well intended intentions" feels somewhat convoluted; simplifying or rephrasing it might strengthen clarity. Similarly, "infusions of gaseous invisibility" is evocative but abstract—consider grounding such images with more concrete details to enhance reader connection.
The final stanza introduces a personal address ("your touch"), which shifts the poem’s perspective and tone. This pivot is effective but might be more impactful if foreshadowed or integrated more smoothly with the preceding stanzas.
Regarding the title, since the poem centers on toxicity in a relationship, titles such as "Toxic Touch," "Venomous Love," or "Chasms of Betrayal" could capture the poem’s essence succinctly. Alternatively, a more metaphorical title like "Ink and Venom" or "Fragrant Oblivion" might intrigue readers while reflecting the poem’s imagery.
Overall, the poem conveys strong emotion and vivid imagery but could benefit from refinement in language precision, rhythm, and structural cohesion to deepen its emotional resonance.
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Geezer
7 months ago
I saw a blackened landscape…
I saw a blackened landscape, and two silhouettes pulling away from each other.
As I read on, I remembered a cartoon that I saw long ago, it was a black and white cartoon and it started with scenes of a landscape so lush and full, that even though it was black and white, you could see in mind's eye, the color of the grass and the leaves on the trees. The picture of a romantic couple [him on his knee and grasping her hand... The next part of the scenario is where they have a bustling farm, several children and a wonderful life. All the while, a wicked witch who was bent on some fiendish plot to steal everything from them watched and waited. She brews up a terrible storm and unleashes the full might of her power! Fortunately... the young couple cling to each other and their children and everything turns out alright.
In your scenario, they do not.
I think in your efforts to paint such a black and foreboding scene you have slightly overused some descriptive terms:
Toxic chasms of doubt, churning with betrayal continuously
Boiling, bubbling over with acidic intention to indenture
To move this past the once well intended intentions
Now exodus to darker lands, black, no place to venture
Consider:
Toxic chasms of doubt, churning with betrayal.
Boiling over, with acidic intention of indenture
To move past these once intended intentions
Now exodus to darker lands, no place to venture.
I love the darkness and the fury of not being in full control, but that passes when you become proficient at using enough but not too much paint.
I follow the thoughts well enough, just got mobbed by the descriptions. P.S. How about: "Ashes of Paradise"?
Try again? ~ Geez.