d r o p t h e c r o w n poetry

my name's megan and i'm craving opinions now that my creative writing teacher is off somewhere in margaritaville, hahah.

i originally wrote this in free verse but felt that it didn't flow the way that i desired so i rewrote with a simple rhyme scheme over the last fifteen minutes. give me any feedback -positive or negative- and if you want, i'll post the original version as well.


mask

a mask with one emotion to hide.
but for how long can i abide?
my tongue's dance is bitter and swift
and my upper lip has grown painfully stiff.

i need you but i'll never falter.
what time has done i cannot alter.
wrong from right is seen so clearly
but desire razes morality.

you struck first and left my feet planted.
removal cannot be easily granted!
and so i clash with this stubborn soul.
i'm giving in- you're on parole.

i can't seem to let go of the past
so i take a bow and remove the mask.
i'll play your role this one last time
but it's the final scene- bottom line.


it's not my best but it's very personal and i wanted to give it a chance. i have plenty of poems stashed underneath my mattress and i feel i have a lot left to say so let me know if i should!

comments?

my heart goes into free verse. <3


senses

the scent of flowers
sickening
their sympathies fail to ease the pain
the taste of tears
sickening
you'd been ill for so long
the sight of your face
sickening
painted to hide the blue
the feel of your skin
sickening
your fingers never wrap around mine
the sound of the sermon
sickening
he never kissed that face, held that hand
it's too much
i disconnect
sickening