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Question:Headlights peirce through narrow windows
And they slide across my walls
to another place in time
Just like the man who slides a puzzle peice
to fit within a picture.
And my heart is empty
with only a shell
like the moon that I see
dancing through branches.


Best Answer - Chosen by Asker: Headlights peirce through narrow windows
And they slide across my walls
to another place in time
Just like the man who slides a puzzle peice
to fit within a picture.
And my heart is empty
with only a shell
like the moon that I see
dancing through branches.

The truth? Okay ... line by line:

Headlights peirce through narrow windows
And they slide across my walls
to another place in time

Those first three lines paint a fine word picture. Two comments: 1. "peirce" should be "pierce" and 2. You might want to consider changing "place in time" to "place and time".


Just like the man who slides a puzzle peice
to fit within a picture.

The above two lines do not fit well. Either replace them with something more graphic and less jarring, or leave them out. There seems no point in introducing "the man" to "slides a puzzle peice (should be piece, anyhow) ".

And my heart is empty
with only a shell
like the moon that I see
dancing through branches.

Almost a nice finish, but how is the moon "only a shell"? You need a different simile.

Overall, a touching poem that invokes the image of a lonely, heartbroken waif in her room at night. I truly like it, but you certainly can improve it further. That's the truth!

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  • This is not a question!

    Do you really love me?
    Do i even love you?
    should we even be together
    i dont know what to do

    We get along so well
    Its always like a living hell
    I can not live without you
    I dont know what im going to do
    |Since i first saw you my heart was aflame
    But since then you have been so tame

    Do i really love you do you really love me
    Should we even be?

    You're voice is like a mysterious mask.
    Reading you is a harder task
    Why is there this hidden mask?
    What do you hide under that smile?
    That you cover with denile
    What is hiding under that lieing smile

    Do i love you?Do you really love me?
    Should we even be?

    There is nothing I can do,
    I cant even understand you
    All i can do is hope and pray
    That are paths will cross again someday

    Honestly I felt it rambles leaving the reader to hunt for the story the poem is trying to convey. But, it shows promise. I like the phrases and usage here and I think it has hidden talent. I would sit back down and rework the poem trying to impress through words the rest of this story. Why the empty heart? What do the headlights and the puzzle worker represent? What is this pain and loneliness leading to?

    Over all it is headed in a promising direction, so good luck and keep up the good work

    I think of poetry as feeling on paper, and sometimes they tell a story. I think you are trying to tell a story with this one but it needs some more added to it at the end. Try adding a little more to complete the story.

    Good Luck

    Like it's enjoyable, so very. Your heart and the moon, empty and dancing, the headlights slide into another place in time, and the yardstick of the puzzle and the picture. The wall, and shell, branches all enormous.