lovedly
lovedly
May 16, 2017

Disappointment

Disappointment

I have learned a lesson or two
First one is
never to expect
Second one is
never to ask
and
hope from your fellows and friends
who will give what
how much
for your venture
to avoid disappointment alone
you shall have to endeavour

They all take you for granted
now why bank on us
do say
we can't even give you a dollar today
come what may
part we may
Good bye
for today

So never hope
your friends will stand by you
they may, may not
but one thing is now to rest assure
you shall never be disappointed
that you yourself can only assure
bank on no one any more.

About This Poem

Style/Type: Free verse

Review Request Intensity: I want the raw truth, feel free to knock me on my back

Editing Stage: Editing - rough draft

About the Author

Region, Country: UNIVERSE...ETERNITY C/O ME, ROU

Favorite Poets: All across the Internet whom I read

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Comments

jane210660

Some good ideas there Lovedly, but you seem to be totruring the poem, by forcing a rhyme.
Take for example the word 'denture' It rhymes with venture, but that's about it. It has no relevance to the poem at all. It turns a fairly deep, complex idea into silly verse. Don't just use a word because it rhymes, use the best word for the job. We certainly have a wealth of them to go at.
Jx

Geezer

Geezer

7 years 11 months ago

I would delete that second [venture] line altogether. More than anything it is a distraction. It won't take anything away from the poem. Sometimes, we have to delete a line that we thought was good or maybe even brilliant because it takes away from whatever else we are saying. [ make sure that you write it down and save it for another poem]. Refine this one, chip away at it to make it a diamond. ~ Gee.
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Geezer

Geezer

7 years 11 months ago

that you took my suggestion, but what do YOU think of how it reads now? ~ Gee.
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lovedly

beauty lies in the eyes of holders
I only help folks lay
and play
with words put together
to collect
and
hopes gather
comments we all nurture
as if sitting on the Everest's
aperture
lies no toil
nor torture