K, my first serious review!
Shut off from the world,
cold and icy winds hiss,
where curtain of darkness is unfurled,
harboring deepest loneliness.
So far so good. Go a bit out of rhythm but still good. I like the abstract language and how its used to set the reader's mind on (for me) a seemingly endless wasteland.
Sanctum for innermost hurt,
The hurt? and what would innermost mean? It isn't as clear as it could be.
caused by hearts black as coal,
even if you describe hearts black, hearts still bring to mind love, so try to find a substitute that brings up harsher images. (Herpes? srry, just had to)
which tread upon feelings like dirt,
gather lost and tattered souls.
Gathering? gather just seems a bit queer compared to the rest of the poem's rhythm.
Solitude nowhere near,
in this dreadful concession,
Wouldn't solitude be everywhere in a concession? or is this some DHM thing?
shed are many tears,
caused by states of depression.
Maybe: caused by harsh cruel depression
Existence only in sorrow,
from which they can't be free,
blind to bright tomorrows,
all of them seem to be.
Good, flows well and fits in the general theme
Sadness covering them like tar,
lying in silent despair,
heartbroken as they are,
but no one even cares.
no one *ever cares? I think that would be nicer, because it goes along with the general theme of no escape FOREVER that I get from it.
Hope you liked the review. First long one I did. Also, can u return the favor and check out some of my poems? link 3 in my sig.
either way
Regards,
Mr. 666