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May 15, 2022
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I like, I don't like
I love the smell of roses
Yet I’d rather see them die.
I hate leaving people,
But I love the goodbye.
I don’t like when people see me,
They hate how gruesome healing can be.
But I love how crimson seeps,
The stain that’ll stay in my sheets.
I like it when it’s quiet,
But I hate how it’s never silent.
I love white noise and stillness,
But I hate that I’ll never kill this.
And I know nothing lasts,
I love the comfort that brings.
But I can’t stand the end,
And how forgetting stings.
About This Poem
Review Request Intensity: I appreciate moderate constructive criticism
Editing Stage: Editing - polished draft
Comments
RoseBlack
3 years 1 month ago
This is fantastic
I believe I felt and saw a bit of myself in this write. Well done! I enjoyed the compare and contrast in emotions with the different scenarios. Good flow! Really enjoyed this.
professor jinx
3 years 1 month ago
I'm glad to hear that, thank
I'm glad to hear that, thank you
Geezer
3 years 1 month ago
Nice work...
I like the staggered kind of rhyming; it's pretty smooth and flows well from beginning to end. ~ Geezer.
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Candlewitch
3 years 1 month ago
WOW!
this write is phenomenal!! but these lines really knocked me on my butt:
And I know nothing lasts,
I love the comfort that brings.
But I can’t stand the end,
And how forgetting stings.
so very true!
*hugs, Cat
professor jinx
3 years 1 month ago
Thank you
These lines were very therapeutic to write, thank you for appreciating them.