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Post by Little Giry on May 24, 2006 0:38:16 GMT -8
Howdy. 'Tis my first 'Meg poem', based on the original novel or on the ALW musical (works well for any), it's so not that great for, it's only the second Phantom poem I've written- so I'm completely open to criticism.
Anyway, this is based on the thoughts of Meg when she is realizing that this 'Opera Ghost', is really, not a ghost, etc. So you can imagine all that goes through her mind, and that's why it’s intended to kind of sound confusing, in a way.
Enjoy (hopefully).
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Unspoken Whisper
Drops of illusions anew this ring of strings And moment and moment falling deeper My own amusement of this spell
Intrigued and concrete The questions will kill And those answers that are blank and dry The bleeding glass is left behind
Riddles of frolic and fun Friends of death and torture A game that joined us by disguise Blown onto a string of immense gawk
And this answer that I find Another question it is Hypnotize the fatal daylight
Dancing with hell And all the pieces will cry Tears of reality’s beach of fire and water Quickly nothing ends The burning glory has begun
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Post by phantomgirl110 on May 24, 2006 8:07:36 GMT -8
I really like it! One thing I especially notice about it is that I can really feel the emotion in it. You said it's meant to sound confusing and it does in places, but in a good way; it's deep. Great job!
...sorry if that sounded bizare, I've never been a great reviewer of poetry. But the bottom line is: I really like it. ^_^
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Post by Opera Angel on May 24, 2006 13:37:29 GMT -8
Me too...not my style but I wish i could write with such description and feeling very good
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