empressoftheuniverse

Be just us against the world. This ruins the power of your last stanza, which I consider the most beautiful I know someone already mentioned this, but no harm in ...

That was beutiful. Especially the first line Words play like children in a street- like sacrificial lambs. DId anyone else get the image of dictionaries with lamb feet playing jump ...

Hello Janay! I will be reviewing your poem for you today. :D And here I must stay. Like the clouds in the sky, I am slowly turning grey. My only ...

Why can't I get over you? I want to move on to something new. I would say nix this line. Of course I agree with everyone above, that you should ...

I feel nothing but the frosty touch of silver twilight's kiss. This isn't even a nitpick, just my own warped opinion. I don't like the use of silver before twilight. ...

She tore your heart out Like a lion ripping, And tearing at that spot For hours upon hours. I like this, but I think it could be a little more ...

I don’t know why, when everybody’s hating me, When darkness is all I can see, When I am drowning in hatred’s sea, I find love, just by sitting with you, ...

Hello chocolate, loved you poem, absolutely loved it. One little nitpick: The lava marks the night, bleeds its vanilla icicles stained of red that scars the milky way. I really ...

I'm thinking that this is a form of sabotoge for us lyrical poetry reviewers... but oh well. Here I go. Please let some stranger secretly buy me a huge box ...

We become taken over, our lives now one, And the sun disappears as we are taken over by a storm. don't really like these lines. But you need them when, ...

The sound of Your voice, Is just above all noise. It demands urgency, and a sense of intimacy. The miracle of Your touch, Is just amazing to watch. Millions of ...

I'ved loved everything I've seen of yours so far, Fixed. Summers come and summers go. Before and after our winter snow. But I still love the bright sun's glare, the ...

I could see this as a first stanza, where you then elaborate on what they could have been and come to a full-circle ending with this also as the last ...

This poem is really something. Thank you for relaxing my poor bloodshot eyes with a calm, relaxing piece of poetry. This is most definitely lyrical. It said: Watch the open ...

You have a lot of superfluous words that are a little hard to slog through Thus now they are the masters of the earth, They look upon other creatures with ...