Perverted Ways of New Order

Great imagery..powerful message..Crimsin

Much appreciated Crimsin

It's basically as if you have a lot to say with no idea on how to say, almost reads as if a mobile pharmacist has just knocked down Dante's Inferno. You're attempting to cover a global poetic scheme with vague lines that strip away the importance which I can only imagine you are desperately trying to convey.

I was not saying important things, wasn't trying to be creative in my poetic lines. I said what I said, that's it.

If you weren't trying to be creative, why did you use poetic techniques like metaphor? Why write a poem at all? If you weren't trying to say anything important, why all the humourless, dramatic, po-faced imagery? Give me a fucking break. If you don't like somebody's critique, ignore it; just say thanks and move on. Or, better yet, DON'T FUCKING ASK FOR HONEST CRITIQUE. You were more than happy to accept crimsin's belief in your serious intent when she gave you a positive review.

I said what I said, that's it. I crave honest reviews; I was happy to get a REAL review after hearing the simple "good poem." or "great imagery" for so long.

You're a liar. When crimsin said you had a powerful message and great imagery, you responded with appreciation. When Jamie criticised the piece, you hit back with a nonsensical defence, clearly motivated by a wounded ego. Your argument didn't make any sense. You can't create without trying to be creative. What's even worse is you're now insulting crimsin after taking her praise as a way of trying to save face. I'm sorry, but that's pretty pathetic. We both know you'd be happy if everyone replied to your work saying how great it is.

Haha 1. It's gonna take a lot more than simple words to wound my ego, you should be able to tell that. 2. I wasn't defending myself becuase of my ego, I was defending myself in the sense that I wasn't trying to make a masterpiece by sticking some words together. I wrote the piece without thinking about what I was writing, I wasn't trying to be creative, if you have read the rest of my writing then you could see my pattern of my writing topics. If someone likes my writing, then yeah of course I'm going to thank them for their kind words, who wouldn't? I would be happy if everyone was positive, but it wouldn't help me write any better.

Why are you so fond of lying? You weren't trying to make a masterpiece by sticking some words together? What does that even mean? Are you readily admitting that your poem is shit, that it has no depth or reason to exist, that it's just some linguistic diarrhea you shitted out one afternoon? Once again, you can't create without trying to be creative. If you wrote without thinking, all there would be on the screen right now is a series of letters without formation. Furthermore, you wouldn't have "writing topics" if you didn't think about what you were writing. Crimsin was nice about your work, so you thanked her. Fair enough. But when I called you out on your defensiveness in the face of honest critique, you pretty much denounced what she said. You clearly thought this was a masterpiece, was happy when crimsin massaged your ego, then threw a hissy fit the moment someone offered a different viewpoint.

^ This poem was shallow, call that shit if you want, I've had much better and much worse. I appreciate the critique, and you hating on me.

I like how on your profile you claim to want to help people with your "writing skill." So shallow poetry helps people? Word diarrhea helps people? Accepting someone's praise and then insulting them... well, you know what I'm gonna say next.

Dude, it's over, stop lashing out at me. I get it; you got a problem with me, get the fuck over it. I write inspirational poetry everyday, but I post some random pieces for the hell of it.

Sorry if you feel I was overreacting, but I really do hate your kind of hypocrisy and arrogance, the way you just expect applause for everything your pen gives out, and how you'll happily turn on your fans simply to save face. I'll stop now.

You don't fucking know me. I don't worry about saving face, that was gone a long time ago. Back the fuck off.

I know enough about you to realise that I don't want to know more.

Wow Jack!  I have never seen you come out of the gate like that!  Firestarter, didn't you realize that you were just uh, pardon the expression, feeding the fire by arguing?  If anything of what you say is true then you have a simple step to take: learn how to take criticism.  I thought your piece had potential. You're young and haven't taken a good inventory of your strengths and weaknesses yet.  Once you do that and learn where you stand, so to speak, you will have a solid ground on which to stand and then learning to be open to others will be just a matter of knowing your weaknesses and knowing what you consider your strengths.  Beyond that, do like Jack said and just say thanks and be about your way.

Really? I found it raw and unabashed. So much to say, in so few words. Bounding from one stage to the next and challenging the reader to ask the questions for themselves. Beautiful imagery.

You've said all sorts of important things here. I was compelled to think of things bigger than myself by reading this. You really tapped into something magic here.

bloody hell. 'This is my poem, I didn't apply any effort and it means nothing to me, but I'll stick it up here and see what they say.' Readily admitting something and then tearing away your premise for production. Jeez. A giggle is a giggle is a giggle.