Poems on William Shakespeare Seeking Honest Critique
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Poems on William Shakespeare seeking honest critique. Honest feedback has been requested for these poems.
dartford
Paul S...
Paul S...
Poem Published
17th Mar 2025 00:47am
17th Mar 2025 00:47am
the mechanicals
a midsummer nights dream
would have been great if he
hadn’t mocked the working class
would have been great if he
hadn’t mocked the working class
#WilliamShakespeare
74 reads
4 Comments
LilDragonFly
Poem Published
2nd Sep 2024 10:12am
2nd Sep 2024 10:12am
Jeu de Mots
"To be, or not to be" ~ Hamlet
There remains so much to know
within each jeu de mots
how the words leave much
beyond mere sight or soft touch
For within these lines I pen
let the end begin once again
a beginning have its fresh start
all in the sacred name of art
Since what was is not now is
when uncorked so loses its fizz
nor shall it ever hence be
no matter how the future seems free
When vast changes in this tide
can no longer be...
There remains so much to know
within each jeu de mots
how the words leave much
beyond mere sight or soft touch
For within these lines I pen
let the end begin once again
a beginning have its fresh start
all in the sacred name of art
Since what was is not now is
when uncorked so loses its fizz
nor shall it ever hence be
no matter how the future seems free
When vast changes in this tide
can no longer be...
#WilliamShakespeare
11 reads
5 Comments
LilDragonFly
Poem Published
1st Sep 2024 10:12am
1st Sep 2024 10:12am
Dark Queen
She always bleeds her own ink
makes you ache while you do think
upon her many wicked charms
upon her many latent harms
As likely to caress as to scratch
she has yet to meet her match
knowing how to seduce all men
with mere jots of her feathered pen
Cutting short their bold swagger
within the length of her dagger
a most bittering hornet sting
love departs on a blackened wing
Leaving you left alone here
with just a single longing tear
cried from both joy and pain
as chilling as the Scottish rain
...
makes you ache while you do think
upon her many wicked charms
upon her many latent harms
As likely to caress as to scratch
she has yet to meet her match
knowing how to seduce all men
with mere jots of her feathered pen
Cutting short their bold swagger
within the length of her dagger
a most bittering hornet sting
love departs on a blackened wing
Leaving you left alone here
with just a single longing tear
cried from both joy and pain
as chilling as the Scottish rain
...
#WilliamShakespeare
17 reads
3 Comments
LilDragonFly
Poem Published
27th Aug 2024 5:16pm
27th Aug 2024 5:16pm
Uncrossed
How then to uncross the stars
from a most tragic fate...
mend wounds, balm the scars
when even magic is tragically late
For such it seems of love
pined for here down below
but blessed from up above
the same answer I do know
As Destiny then weds Chance
meant only to then seal the deal
a foreboding partner in this dance
with such a Shakespearean appeal
So, we must bury her with regret
each true maiden with her...
from a most tragic fate...
mend wounds, balm the scars
when even magic is tragically late
For such it seems of love
pined for here down below
but blessed from up above
the same answer I do know
As Destiny then weds Chance
meant only to then seal the deal
a foreboding partner in this dance
with such a Shakespearean appeal
So, we must bury her with regret
each true maiden with her...
#confessional
#heartbroken
#loneliness
#WilliamShakespeare
#WritingPoetry
19 reads
4 Comments
ThePalestRider
Poem Published
15th Aug 2024 2:00am
15th Aug 2024 2:00am
Night's Embrace
To thee I must confide a somber tale,
That shadows deep and dark do hold my heart
In twilight's grasp, where light and dreams unveil,
I dwell within the gloom, ne'er to depart
The night enfolds me in its velvet cloak,
Where phantoms drift and whispered secrets stay
Within the dusk, where once bright hopes are broke,
I find a refuge, far from light’s array
No sun’s embrace nor dawn’s inviting gleam,
Shall coax me forth from shadow’s hidden lair
In darkness’ grasp, my soul doth weave its dream,
And in the gloom, I...
That shadows deep and dark do hold my heart
In twilight's grasp, where light and dreams unveil,
I dwell within the gloom, ne'er to depart
The night enfolds me in its velvet cloak,
Where phantoms drift and whispered secrets stay
Within the dusk, where once bright hopes are broke,
I find a refuge, far from light’s array
No sun’s embrace nor dawn’s inviting gleam,
Shall coax me forth from shadow’s hidden lair
In darkness’ grasp, my soul doth weave its dream,
And in the gloom, I...
#dark
#rhyming
#scary
#SelfReflection
#WilliamShakespeare
125 reads
0 Comments
ThePalestRider
Poem Published
6th Aug 2024 10:10pm
6th Aug 2024 10:10pm
The Dark Between Hells
In realms 'twixt hells where shadows deep do dwell,
A place forsaken, ne'er by light adorned,
There lies a darkness darker than e'en Hell,
Where souls lament, by Heaven's grace forsworn.
No fiery pit, nor brimstone's searing flare,
But void eternal, still and void of sound,
Where echoes of despair do fill the air,
And restless spirits wander, lost, unbound.
In this abyss, 'twixt realms of doom and sin,
No hope doth shine, nor mercy doth descend,
For here the damned, their endless...
A place forsaken, ne'er by light adorned,
There lies a darkness darker than e'en Hell,
Where souls lament, by Heaven's grace forsworn.
No fiery pit, nor brimstone's searing flare,
But void eternal, still and void of sound,
Where echoes of despair do fill the air,
And restless spirits wander, lost, unbound.
In this abyss, 'twixt realms of doom and sin,
No hope doth shine, nor mercy doth descend,
For here the damned, their endless...
#heaven
#hell
#narrative
#religion
#WilliamShakespeare
130 reads
1 Comment
LilDragonFly
Poem Published
7th Jul 2024 10:01am
7th Jul 2024 10:01am
Spot On
"Out damned spot! Out, I say!" ~ Lady MacBeth
So, what then did the Lady see
was it the same bloody spot as me
the very same crime scene...
refusing to ever become clean
For murder is a personal affair
makes it hard to clear the air
when something is killed
when that ink is finally spilled
A permanent stain upon the page
penned with such a passionate rage
left here for all to see
just an unjust receipt for a fee
For everything has its price
even after a toss of the dice
has...
So, what then did the Lady see
was it the same bloody spot as me
the very same crime scene...
refusing to ever become clean
For murder is a personal affair
makes it hard to clear the air
when something is killed
when that ink is finally spilled
A permanent stain upon the page
penned with such a passionate rage
left here for all to see
just an unjust receipt for a fee
For everything has its price
even after a toss of the dice
has...
#confessional
#murder
#TruthOfLife
#WilliamShakespeare
#WritingPoetry
14 reads
1 Comment
poetic_gawdess
Poem Published
3rd Jul 2024 6:08pm
3rd Jul 2024 6:08pm
Pomegranate Kisses
The light in me
craves the darkness in you.
The hint of lust in thine eyes,
tells me that you want me too.
We mustn’t waste time,
as we have none to spare.
Make haste to ye’ olde pomegranate tree,
and wait for me there.
Under the cloak of the night’s sky
we’ll be hidden in the dark.
Devouring each other,
under the blooming pomegranates,
until we hear the cry of the lark.
- Poetic Gawdess
craves the darkness in you.
The hint of lust in thine eyes,
tells me that you want me too.
We mustn’t waste time,
as we have none to spare.
Make haste to ye’ olde pomegranate tree,
and wait for me there.
Under the cloak of the night’s sky
we’ll be hidden in the dark.
Devouring each other,
under the blooming pomegranates,
until we hear the cry of the lark.
- Poetic Gawdess
#lover
#lust
#night
#sensual
#WilliamShakespeare
432 reads
7 Comments
dartford
Paul S...
Paul S...
Poem Published
21st Jun 2024 1:36am
21st Jun 2024 1:36am
more than theatre
as the globe burned
around him he thought, I need to go back to Anne, I’m
done with it all, I’ve done
all I can ..
around him he thought, I need to go back to Anne, I’m
done with it all, I’ve done
all I can ..
#WilliamShakespeare
168 reads
4 Comments
dartford
Paul S...
Paul S...
Poem Published
21st Feb 2024 00:53am
21st Feb 2024 00:53am
no one’s perfect
I love twelfth night, although I think
the treatment of malvolio is appalling
I love a midsummer nights dream although I think the depiction of the mechanicals is demeaning
I love shakeare, but not all of him
the treatment of malvolio is appalling
I love a midsummer nights dream although I think the depiction of the mechanicals is demeaning
I love shakeare, but not all of him
#WilliamShakespeare
#PopCulture
155 reads
5 Comments
LilDragonFly
Poem Published
14th Jan 2024 11:39am
14th Jan 2024 11:39am
In the Middle
There's got be something better than
in the middle” ~ The Wallflowers
For me my life is a modern riddle
hopelessly stuck now in the middle
crisscrossing oceans with their blues
in search of any true hidden clues
Trying to rewrite this bleak history
change it from an unsolvable mystery
sprinkling some new lines of hope
anything to truly help me then cope
Here between its beginning and end
knowing time is never my friend
showing rhyme as...
in the middle” ~ The Wallflowers
For me my life is a modern riddle
hopelessly stuck now in the middle
crisscrossing oceans with their blues
in search of any true hidden clues
Trying to rewrite this bleak history
change it from an unsolvable mystery
sprinkling some new lines of hope
anything to truly help me then cope
Here between its beginning and end
knowing time is never my friend
showing rhyme as...
#confessional
#TruthOfLife
#WritingPoetry
#SelfReflection
#WilliamShakespeare
14 reads
3 Comments
LilDragonFly
Poem Published
2nd Dec 2023 11:28pm
2nd Dec 2023 11:28pm
Dagger
I keep it close to my heart
to spill thick ink in the night
christening the write
once the stabbings then start
For within this wicked art
there is such a true delight
with a blade gleaming bright
makes these unfaithful seas part
As I splash upon the virgin page
then leave so many new clues
After unleashing my jagged rage
in any direction I do so choose
Prepared now for the vacant stage
win...
to spill thick ink in the night
christening the write
once the stabbings then start
For within this wicked art
there is such a true delight
with a blade gleaming bright
makes these unfaithful seas part
As I splash upon the virgin page
then leave so many new clues
After unleashing my jagged rage
in any direction I do so choose
Prepared now for the vacant stage
win...
#evil
#confessional
#TruthOfLife
#PowerOfWords
#WilliamShakespeare
15 reads
8 Comments
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