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please don't let me cry

Please don't let me cry
Spark this heart cause I am cold
Hit to many times
Teased till tear ducts dried
Maybe no one cares
Like the main river
Running through namibia
It's okay if I die.
At any point my blood dries.

Please don't let me cry
I was young but I had wings
There's some that never learn to fly
Featherless mothers crush thier dreams
In hospital at early ages
Those hands shouldn't touch you
Wish somebody would love you
Walk my shoes just to see
What it's like to be me
Please don't let me cry

— bloke, Jun 23, 2009

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bjp

16 years 11 months ago

Dear Bloke,

There is much in this poem to commend it and some that cannot meet that standard. The following lines are excellent, novel and help draw the reader to the emotive (which is clearly part of the poem's purpose): Spark this heart cause I am cold Maybe no one cares Like the main river Running through namibia There’s some that never learn to fly Featherless mothers crush thier dreams In hospital at early ages There are a number of sore spots: spelling (thier is their; you didn't capitalize Namibia, perhaps for cause); tired words, "Walk my shoes just to see/ What it’s like to be me" (the little twist doesn't add enough sizzle to use this dead old line); and the overused "wings" metaphor. Still, I like experiments, even with old lines because eventually the experimenting pays off. Good work. Keep writing. Brian