Poetry Forum

I wander thro' each charter'd street,
Near where the charter'd Thames does flow,
And mark in every face I meet
Marks of weakness, marks of woe.

the verve have a song with lyrics very similar to that
where is it from?

sorry, i know i should know, i'm not much of a poet!

excellent imagery, but i wouldn't neccessarily 'get' the meaning

great poem

i wouldn't change it

well i'd probably swap 'they' for 'mother'

ace last line!

sorry, it's just a list of questions to me

perhaps you could try putting some description of the frustration of not knowing, or the embarrassment of the person who doesn't want to tell

should it ever come to pass
that her hand becomes free at last
then be sure she knows my reasons
for living through the past

'cause should i ever hold her hand
the pressure i could not withstand
so quietly here i shall remain
i'll love her in my daydream land


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nice one!
the words you picked do purvey an atmosphere though

c90


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very visually descriptive
i'm not entirely sure what it's about though... am i missing a message, or is it just about a love for music?

c90


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accursed communication hymns of expectation self-deception bought in dark, while semi-conscious a stiff drink first to bring the courage then throw the dove to the pigeons straighten your face you knew it was coming aghast with pretense but it's my discomfort the moment has passed, reproach nothingn...

Le soleil brille éternellement. Vous souriez Pendant que vous dormez. La mer est belle Mais le soleil a disparu. Votre été ne finit jamais Parce que votre hiver Ne vient jamais. C'est juste une mémoire maintenant Mais c'est éternel. -- If anyone can correct the French it'd be appreciated, as I'm sur...