Monday, April 13, 2009

How do you find this poem?

Selfish Suicide


By: Valeria





Smoking cigarette, dirty jeans,


Look up to the gray smoke sky


Nothing.





Drip, drop;


The clouds can%26#039;t hold their sickening soak.


They murmur.


They whine.





Raining damn hard;


Let the drops of acid pour down your white stained shirt,


Let them rip through the thin cotton,


Of moth eaten cloth.





To your pale dying flesh-


It seeps through your pores,


Numb to all problems,


No effect.





By the river, by the acid bank,


Trees choke on their final breath.


Birds long to soar in the open sky,


Incapable, poisoned, never to fly.





Taste the death liquid,


Our gift to mother nature.


taste the bland sadness,


Of our dying earth-





Left alone;


With nothing but ourselves.


Such selfish suicide.

How do you find this poem?
I found this poem on Yahoo Answers.





seriously though, I think it is a good start on a deep and far-reaching subject. I would like to see it expanded to include more of the things we do to our world for the sheer reason of selfish greed.
Reply:i like the rhythm of the poem and the message is strong but a little too dark for my taste but don%26#039;t worry about ppl that tell you that they hate it or don%26#039;t like it b/c it is how you feel about your own poem that matters most..just take out the good critique...and try to be versitle in your poem making
Reply:unless you a beautiful girl you make me suicidal
Reply:sad, depressing, strange, I loved it.



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