No Solace for Poets

By CriminallyVu1gar

Wed, 31 Oct 2012
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There is no Solace for Poets
But a special kind of Indifference
Contrasting extraordinary empathy
What is it then all worth?
To write, to create
Massing and destroying
Worlds upon worlds
Infinite possibilities
All teetering at the whim of a thought
Living within is so much easier than
Living without, beyond all doubt
But there remains no solace for Poets

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Submitted by BlackInk on
I love the idea behind this. The concept is very fascinating and it is a true piece. I can see your frustration. As a critique, the flow is off in my opinion; although I cannot tell the way you speak it in your head. I, myself, have problems with the flow of my writing also. It is not a bad thing per-say, remember all writing is perfect in it's own manner. I would recommend an edit for the flow to be more thought out; but the words and base not replaced. Overall, I enjoyed it very much so. c: -Cole

-Cole

Submitted by CriminallyVu1gar on
Thanks, I wrote it in high school, 2002-2003ish. Some of my work from that era is lacking. I generally do not edit poems after, aside for typos, mainly to preserve the emotion of the moment.