Random Poetry 07-08-2016, 07:11 PM
#1
I need some constructive criticism on one of my newer poems.
It's a bit forced at times but I haven't written in a few months, so I'm a bit rusty.
It's a bit forced at times but I haven't written in a few months, so I'm a bit rusty.
Spoiler:
Neverland
by Silence
Slumbering souls encased in wood,
laying dormant the boy said he could.
But forgotten in dreams and lullabies,
during the night sky he continuously flies.
Left in Neverland to live his dreams
he is finally able meet his lost boy team.
Hidden pasts and dark desires,
this enigmatic boy is a flickering fire.
One side dark the other light,
against Captain Hook in eternal fights.
Flying with Wendy and his crew of boys
he shows them the world past man's ploys.
Fingertips on the moonlit waters,
the sound of silence never once falters.
In his dreams the young boy soars
however his reality is something more.
Forever forcing a forlorn smile,
his lonesome spirit wanders for miles.
Grasping at hope and fallen stars
Peter Pan wasn't faster than the cars.
Lives are short but love is lasting
so make your mark and leave your light casting.
Peter Pan was oh so young,
but even now we can tell when the bell tower has rung.
by Silence
Slumbering souls encased in wood,
laying dormant the boy said he could.
But forgotten in dreams and lullabies,
during the night sky he continuously flies.
Left in Neverland to live his dreams
he is finally able meet his lost boy team.
Hidden pasts and dark desires,
this enigmatic boy is a flickering fire.
One side dark the other light,
against Captain Hook in eternal fights.
Flying with Wendy and his crew of boys
he shows them the world past man's ploys.
Fingertips on the moonlit waters,
the sound of silence never once falters.
In his dreams the young boy soars
however his reality is something more.
Forever forcing a forlorn smile,
his lonesome spirit wanders for miles.
Grasping at hope and fallen stars
Peter Pan wasn't faster than the cars.
Lives are short but love is lasting
so make your mark and leave your light casting.
Peter Pan was oh so young,
but even now we can tell when the bell tower has rung.
(This post was last modified: 07-08-2016, 08:13 PM by Silence.)
❮ Let's play a little game of Russian Roulette, you load the gun I'll put it to my head. ❯
![[Image: ho8QDM0.gif]](https://i.imgur.com/ho8QDM0.gif)
![[Image: ho8QDM0.gif]](https://i.imgur.com/ho8QDM0.gif)



![[+]](https://sinister.li/images/modern/collapse_collapsed.png)

