Evil is Her 

The below is a computer-generated response from Neo, Neopoet’s AI:

The most striking structural feature here is the acrostic: reading the first letter of each line spells out a hidden message running through all five stanzas. This is an ambitious organizing device, and committing to it across twenty lines while maintaining rhyme is no small task. The poem deserves credit for sustaining that constraint to the end rather than abandoning it midway, which is where many acrostics falter.

The rhyme scheme is consistent and mostly unforced. Pairings like "rage" and "page," or "gone" and "on," land cleanly without obvious padding, and the alternating pattern gives each stanza a steady shape. The closing line, "Knowing, soon her demise," gains some weight from its shortness against the longer lines around it, and the clipped syntax there suits the sense of finality the poem reaches for.

Where the poem works against itself is in the tension between the acrostic and the natural flow of language. Several lines read as though the opening word was chosen to satisfy the hidden spelling rather than the sentence. "Longness lingers through sands of time" and "Greenly I gear up and face my mind" are the clearest examples: "longness" and "greenly" are strained coinages that pull attention away from meaning. One way to address this is to brainstorm multiple words beginning with the needed letter, then build the line around the one that reads most naturally, even if it means reworking the whole line rather than just its first word.

The imagery leans heavily on abstraction. Words like "madness," "anger and rage," "hatred," and "vengeance" name strong emotions but rarely show them through concrete detail. The third line of the second stanza, "Again, I scroll down the page," is the rare moment of specific physical action, and it stands out for that reason. The poem would feel more inhabited if more of these abstractions were grounded in similar sensory particulars, letting the reader see the speaker's state rather than be told its name.

The title and the final line point toward a narrative about a woman and her undoing, but the body of the poem stays mostly internal and general, so that thread arrives feeling underdeveloped. Drawing the "her" of the title into the earlier stanzas, even glancingly, would help the ending feel earned rather than appended.

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I appreciate the way this poem flowed Their is so many poems here about anger,  violence or the darker side of life but your poem had a balance that kept me reading more i guess it was like a story about yoursel  rather then the actions of someone filled with violence 

I write for peace and not for pride 

Trouble