poetry critical

online poetry workshop

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Welcome to Poetry Critical, an online poetry workshop. To post your own poetry you'll need to create a user id by typing a name and password in the box above and hitting 'New User'. If you just want to critique or jump into the discussion, however, you can go ahead and get started!

Poetry Critical 2.0

Hey guys, Donald here.

In a few weeks, this site will be 9 years old. 9 years! And I still know some of the earliest submissions by heart.

But, boy. That’s like 102 in web-years. So it’s time for something new. I’m building that something now with my nights-and-weekend minutes (and plenty of coffee). Buy me a cup?

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Random Poem:

My Liberation

Will i let her words be my demise?
Will i be able to come back
from this one?
Will i be to weak form all
the others?
Will there be enough pieces left of
my heart to scoop up and
start to rebuild yet again.
will i be alone?
Will i be able to trust
someone w/ the few pieces left?
Will i take her words and
let them be the last thing
goin through my head.
As  the blade finally runs
too deep.
As the pills finally begin to
kick in.
As the earth is no longer
under my feet.
As the noose tightens
o so quickly round my neck.
As i sit here writing  these
oh so heavy words.
i sit with my musik
booming into my eardrums,
as it is drowning out
her words in my mind.
Then i awake and there
is silence. dead silence.
Then i see myself
there on the cold stain-
less steel table.
I am looking at myself
As i look around
i see no one.
Cause no one
ever truly cared.
And this is my proof.
Will i be able to come
back from this one?

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