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A sort of lament
There does not exist something as trivial as perfection, not by far.
We all have our flaws, but did you take the time to notice how beautiful you are?
Do you remember one time when I told you that everything so far has been wrong?
So sing me a song, a lament if you will, to everyone and everything that's gone.
Across oceans in your eyes.
Beyond other worlds in the sky.
Tell me, what were those words that could illuminate on forever?
The look in your eyes, its like words to your song of devils below and angels above.
Let go of the hate, our world is all but doomed, nothing is more important now than love.
Hand of God reach out from the sky to the sea, I'm drowning lord, please come and save me.
The calm comes at last after the storm subsides, and the ship sails on to eternity.
Across oceans in her eyes.
Beyond other worlds in the sky.
Show me, is there a love that can illuminate on forever?
About This Poem
Editing Stage: Polished draft
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Neopoet AI (premium) [2026-06]
The below is a computer-generated response from Neo, Neopoet’s AI:
The poem reaches for a large emotional register — mortality, love, salvation, the end of the world — and its clearest strength is the refrain built around "Across oceans in your eyes / Beyond other worlds in the sky." That couplet is compact and singable, and the shift from "your eyes" to "her eyes" between the two refrains does quiet, effective work: it moves the address from an intimate second person to a more distanced third, which subtly reframes the whole poem as something remembered rather than spoken in the moment. That small pronoun change carries more weight than the more overt declarations around it, and it rewards a reader who notices it.
The poem's title calls itself "a sort of lament," and the fourth stanza is where that grief becomes most concrete and physical. "Hand of God reach out from the sky to the sea, I'm drowning lord, please come and save me" grounds the abstraction in a single, felt image of drowning and rescue, and the following line about the calm after the storm and the ship sailing on to eternity gives that stanza a genuine arc. This is the section where the language stops telling and starts showing.
By contrast, the opening stanza leans heavily on statement rather than image. Lines like "We all have our flaws, but did you take the time to notice how beautiful you are?" and "nothing is more important now than love" name feelings directly instead of dramatizing them, and because these are sentiments a reader has encountered often, they ask the poem to do less work than it is capable of. The drowning image in stanza four shows what this poem can do when it trusts a picture over a pronouncement; the opening might be revised to begin from a similarly specific scene rather than from abstract reassurance.
One phrase worth revisiting is "illuminate on forever," which appears in both refrains. The preposition "on" sits awkwardly against "illuminate," and the meaning blurs — whether the intent is to illuminate forever, or to shed light on the concept of forever, is unclear. Since this line closes each refrain and therefore lands with emphasis, clarifying it would strengthen the poem's two most prominent moments. Choosing between "illuminate forever" and a phrasing that keeps "forever" as the thing being illuminated would sharpen the effect either way.
Finally, the rhythm is uneven from line to line: some lines are tightly metered and rhymed, such as the "eyes / skies" and "above / love" pairings, while others run long and prosy, like the two questions in the first stanza. The poem seems to want the momentum of song, given its own references to singing and lament. Reading it aloud and trimming the longer lines toward the tighter rhythm of the refrains could help the whole piece move with the musicality it is aiming for.
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