Some Lame poem I wrote
 

The Corruption of Time


You ripped the sound of the sun,
And left it dying at a corner of dark days,
No angels found it there,
A sinking feeling left you sad,
It wasn’t remorse,
It wasn’t anger,
It wasn’t love,
It was…
After time split its mind in half,
You laid there in his arms babe,
With sweet unattached dreams to mankind,
And it wasn’t remorse,
It wasn’t anger,
It wasn’t love,
It was me darling.

It sounds emo.

it's not emo really.

i like that last line.

The word 'emo', of course, is a modern contraction of 'emotional'. It's use here, at the end of a poem (a method of self-therapy if ever there was one) reminds the 'reader' of the character Big Chris's final line in Mr Ritchie's motion picture Lock, Stock and Two Smoking Barrels: 'It's been emotional'. It is a clear reference to the mentally cleansing process of constructing a poem. By its use, the author poet asks us to view his poem sympathetically, with understanding and indulgence.

I quite liked the poem, personally.

Thx Kegmama

nice poem. the only thing emo about it was that you typed it out in black.

I didn't even realized that until I posted it.

It's beautiful... Writing it must have been carthatic, to say the least...

nice writing, don't worry its not emo! It has far more depth an emo 'Writer' could ever accomplish. For some odd reason the structure reminds me of a poet called Sheenagh Pugh, who everyone in this world apart from me hates lol.

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