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!

Random Poem:


How foreign was the first time
Sadness turned to the anguish of a broken life –
The scars seemed to penetrate our psyche
Our ambitions crushed were not forgiven
The little wastes and side-tracks of our
Twisted path of delusions through time
The fatal impotence, incompetence, embarrassment
The shame of not becoming who we wanted to be
An act of indecision along a continuum of choices
Which seemed to lead to more inconsequential ones
A narrowing of our vistas through time’s threshold
Of the cycle of one lifespan, one gigantic comedy
Where love and meaning itself became ethereal
A thinning out of once cherished beliefs and values
A progressive deconstruction of all we once perceived as real
Anguish, the bringing of some primeval original freedom
The freedom from expectation, solace and security
Where our lives become desperate acts
Across the surges and overtures of the great collapse of sanity.

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