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Question: Need poem help!!?
I really don't know how to finish this poem!. Please give me idea's for a final stanza or two!. also tell me what you think of it too!.

A poem is like its poets soul
Everything he hopes and dreams
His feelings, aspirations, and his goals
No matter how ridiculous to others they may seem

His emotions
Anger, love, hate, regret, sadness, and fear
If he feels the walls are going to close in
Or that for long, his loved ones won't be near

Mind and heart
Working side by side
To creat this art
Only in his paper can he confide

His pen is his tongue
Voicing his soul
When he writes, when he's just begun
Of his heart, he's in controlWww@QuestionHome@Com


Best Answer - Chosen by Asker:
A poem should be like a dance with your soul - it's just you talking to yourself in words you need to hear!. If you're in control of your heart, then just sit down and write!. You have a sense of rhythm, but really, athough rhyme is nice, it's not necessary, as long as the content hits the mark!. Okay - first line - poets soul needs an apostrophe: poet's soul (apostrophe S means possessive - that poet's soul)!. Try turning "Hiim/His" into first person - You!?!?
3rd stanza: Misspell: add an 'e' to the end of'create'!.
The 4th stanza, especially the next-to-the-last-line, hangs me up, too!. "Of his heart he's in control" implies he's not in control of his what!. Passions!? Sensibility!? Left foot!? Kid sister!? Keep working on this - you're getting there!.Www@QuestionHome@Com

write from within,what you see and experience !?
I just let words tumble and fall,they will arrange themselve if you trust and believe !?

There you stood
Everybody watched you play
nobody gave you a word to say!?
they all turned & laughed
as you stumbled
through those
stone corridors on your way
some things never change
everydays a brand new day
with just a different face
some people can never see others
with there backs against the wall!?
hearts a hurting
cold winds a blowing
heavens gonna fall
never truly fitting in
always feeling small
some times i feel so hopeless & small
sometimes i wish i wasnt born at all
fires are a burning
deep inside
sometimes i want to curl up & cry
for all the pain & hurt i feel deep insideWww@QuestionHome@Com

Sorry, can't help you !.!.!., I'm a she!.poetWww@QuestionHome@Com

okay!.!.!. I'm not a pro!.!.!. but I'd first suggest deleting uneeded words!. i!.e!.: "like", "and his"!. This will make your writing more cohesive, and you will blatantly say how it is, instead of using veg words!.

He holds in his mind and soul
yet cannot fight the words
the thing that once had made him whole,
now pulls him into dark

of life and death, he wrote about
of tears and triumph he sung
yet the memory survived much less, of that he left undone

"i'll miss the bark and the willowtrees", the page was left to say
"even the sun, and the winter breeze", but he had already fell away

a martyr to his pen
a dying breath of ink
for, its inside his soul that the memories,
had grown to unbearable to think

kinda depressing much!. I'm sorry!. email me for more help, kayluhdarling@yahooWww@QuestionHome@Com