plz evaluate my poetry skills ty



Sunrise

Disaster takes the life of some,

But it is those that remain who cry.

A country mourns the Louisiana dead,

Why did innocence need to die.

Children, mothers, fathers,

Teachers, musicians and more.

Now what preserves their souls,

Lives in the tears of which we pour.

But hope remains, as the country unites,

To stand and help the spared.

Together we can heal their pain,

And see that our love is shared.

Still deep in Louisiana,

Burning deep within each eye,

Theres a sight for all to see,

Its a sun that still will rise.

It isn't very good at all IMO

poetry? for srs?

super serial

in all serialness, there is a lot of cliche/cheesiness in your poem

scrap it

It's unanimous.

Tyger! Tyger! burning bright
In the forests of the night,
What immortal hand or eye
Could frame thy fearful symmetry?

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1I waited patiently for the LORD; and he inclined unto me, and heard my cry.

2He brought me up also out of an horrible pit, out of the miry clay, and set my feet upon a rock, and established my goings.

3And he hath put a new song in my mouth, even praise unto our God: many shall see it, and fear, and shall trust in the LORD.

(I am large; I contain multitudes)


I wrote this poem for you, BBV4Life.

whitman

gooogle: "computer generated poetry"

1st choice

read instructions chose random then generate

didnt read yet but I am sure it will be better

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Talking for lowering quickly done
Scoff not at my vile remarks rugged fiend
Rapidly it emerged from the front of the grey stagecoach.
It was gaining itself--it had no choice
Its lover held on to its sticky chest, it was distant
Last for the frightening first for the dominating--Now you must cultivate
With a youthful shout and a magnanimous invent we pressed onward
Why ask why ? One fanticizes this always.
We have done the cycle, now conquer me--oh!

hawt

but I am disappointed because the random chose something about water buffalo and there is none

"Here lies... Walt Whitman. Aaargh! Damn you Walt Whitman! I... hate... you... Walt...
freakin... Whitman, leaves of grass my ass!"

- Homer Simpson

Slowly a water buffalo progresses upon the creamy sea.
"Alms for the poor!" cried the keenly, boring water buffalo
Ever quickly, the pinky took its toll...
It was a good screw, thought the optimistic Jane Doe to herself
Instantaneously, the water buffalo clawed at the door--it knew its love awaited behind
Dullness washed over it like a languid thistle,
"Duck, you stupid zebra!" belched the water buffalo, its voice gone.
On my glider I will ride with Helen of Troy at my side
What did the water buffalo have in its breast?

A water buffalo is marked in time, hanging with a tube of toothpaste.
For the health of its torn ligament hung in the balance
Crushed by the evil cilium he laughs at the pointed pig.
Figment of the imagination ? Never.. . The chopping went on
"Holy flying exploding head, Batman!" it said briskly
As it gazed into its eyes it observed "You don't sweat much for being so melancholy."
Hope for you is not a morning dove, rather a mourning nun
Taste my fist or my other parts, feel the pleasure as I beat you
Fetch this bone, like a dog I will grip you in my mottled teeth.

yeeaahh poem needs some work, i like the message tho. I voted bastard lol

did not read, voted

i came
what a shame
i think i go
orly? no

i lolled when i saw no one has voted 10 yet. should have left out 3-9 imo