Usually I jot down random thoughts and feelings for my poems and am happy with the results. This time however I want to polish a piece that I feel can be a powerful work, but it's very rough right now. Would anyone like to volunteer a little bit of time to help me smooth out this idea I have and make it sing? If so please PM me or IM me on Yahoo. The username is in my profile. I would greatly appreciate any and all help. Thank you.
Also, if this is the incorrect place to post this thread, I appologize. Thank you.
The game:
It's an interesting thing.
This game.
Life.
It begins so simple.
The rules so clear.
Wake. Eat. Sleep. Grow.
The years go on.
The game continues.
The rules begin to change.
Wake. Eat. Learn. Sleep. Grow.
Stages progress. Levels increase.
Just like any other game the longer life is played the harder it gets.
Wake. Eat. Learn. Feel. Connect. Love. Hate. Work. Taxes. Children. Sleep. Grow.
Life continues to evolve its rules at a rapid pace.
No guides to help. No maps to show where the secrets lie.
A grand scale too large to know what's really going on.
The game churns and rolls on relentlessly.
Wake. Eat. Learn. Feel. Connect. Love. Hate. Work. Taxes. Children. Pain. Joy. Promblems. Answers. Hope. Doubt. Suffering. Peace. Sleep. Grow.
The game takes over. Its in control. Routine. The daily grind. No matter the name its all the same.
The rules no longer seem to apply as life seems to spin out of control.
Ever growing. Ever evolving.
Until one day the game plays its final chapter.
Wake. Eat. Learn. Feel. Connect. Love. Hate. Work. Taxes. Children. Pain. Joy. Problems. Answers. Hope. Doubt. Suffering. Peace. Sleep. Grow. Death.
Edited: To add my poem for feedback.
Also, if this is the incorrect place to post this thread, I appologize. Thank you.
The game:
It's an interesting thing.
This game.
Life.
It begins so simple.
The rules so clear.
Wake. Eat. Sleep. Grow.
The years go on.
The game continues.
The rules begin to change.
Wake. Eat. Learn. Sleep. Grow.
Stages progress. Levels increase.
Just like any other game the longer life is played the harder it gets.
Wake. Eat. Learn. Feel. Connect. Love. Hate. Work. Taxes. Children. Sleep. Grow.
Life continues to evolve its rules at a rapid pace.
No guides to help. No maps to show where the secrets lie.
A grand scale too large to know what's really going on.
The game churns and rolls on relentlessly.
Wake. Eat. Learn. Feel. Connect. Love. Hate. Work. Taxes. Children. Pain. Joy. Promblems. Answers. Hope. Doubt. Suffering. Peace. Sleep. Grow.
The game takes over. Its in control. Routine. The daily grind. No matter the name its all the same.
The rules no longer seem to apply as life seems to spin out of control.
Ever growing. Ever evolving.
Until one day the game plays its final chapter.
Wake. Eat. Learn. Feel. Connect. Love. Hate. Work. Taxes. Children. Pain. Joy. Problems. Answers. Hope. Doubt. Suffering. Peace. Sleep. Grow. Death.
Edited: To add my poem for feedback.
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