This was a poem I wrote back in year 12, my last year at high school. Let me know what you think!
Starving.
She was starving.
The rotten rubbish
provided no sustenance.
She was still starving.
Her brother came home,
furious at the lack of food.
Punches were thrown,
shouts were heard,
everything went black -
she flew away like a bird.
I especially like the ending of the poem, she flew away like a bird in such black moments. This is brings dramatic effect into the poem. I like good poem very much and I think one of the most important things make a good poem is the dramatic effect, you've done it very well!
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