So long, so far,
I wish I'd been sub par.
Now I might,
See the light,
That you bring,
I wish I was
Taken by the king.
And though I thought,
We would be together,
Forever,
'Til my death
I now have a wreath.
Of roses, five white roses,
Signifying, a lost love
The missing dove,
Has no mercy
The queen of love
Reduced me to this.
I'm a bit confused as to what is going on with Twilight in this piece. And, I know poetry, much like painting, is a bit fluid in its form, but this poem seems kind of flimsy to me. (By that, I mean it has no set style to it. It's missing a certain je ne sais quoi.)
This is without a doubt the weirdest freaking thing I've ever read in my life.
In a good way though, a David Lynch kinda way. Fav and Like! :twlightsmile:
4562308 How is this weird?
4562327 Your writing style, it has this wonderful bizarre cadence to it, it's really effective actually. The repeatition in the first chapter, the poem in the second, it's really fun to read!
4562348 Thanks. It's something I kind of do to make it seem dramatic, and to tie the whole story together. I'll be doing it again for sure in Void, and maybe in Supernova, but in Supernova it will probably be different. Not really sure yet.