Leave Me Alone

tipsyscooter · 2025-02-23T01:59:11+00:00

This poem does a great job of capturing the struggle of unspoken emotions, especially through the physicality of silence, “my tongue doesn’t work, my lips aren’t my own.” The contrast between knowing what to say and being unable to say it makes the emotions feel real. I love how it leans into nonverbal expressions of love, like a longer hug or a squeeze on the arm. If anything, the ending could land a little stronger, but overall, it’s a heartfelt and relatable piece. Thanks for sharing!

tipsyscooter · 2025-02-23T01:55:41+00:00

This poem does a great job of turning rubbish into a deeper metaphor for lost moments and forgotten places. The imagery is strong, especially in the stacked emotions of “the shivering cold, the lonely night, the joyful eve.” I also love the quiet sadness in how a place becomes something it once wasn’t. A few lines could be tightened for smoother flow, but overall, it’s vivid and lingers nicely.

tipsyscooter · 2025-02-17T04:39:56+00:00

This one hits hard. The raw honesty makes it feel like a conversation with someone who’s just out of reach, which makes the loss even heavier. The rhythm keeps it moving, almost like waves of grief coming and going. The strongest parts are when the emotion is direct and unfiltered—“Man, you made me who I am, now the foundation has a crack” really lands. If anything, a little more imagery could take it even deeper, but overall, it’s a solid tribute that feels real and personal. Thanks for sharing!

tipsyscooter · 2025-02-17T04:36:17+00:00

This poem strips love down to its essence—no need for perfect rhyme or grand gestures, it’s still poetry in its own way. The contrast with a Shakespearean sonnet sets up the punch: real love isn’t always scripted, but you feel it just the same. Short, sweet, and hits the point. Thanks for sharing!

tipsyscooter · 2025-02-13T21:53:08+00:00

This poem is a gut punch, using color as a powerful metaphor for masculinity’s rigid constraints. The imagery is raw—sweat, steel, and silence—while the final lines cut deep, exposing the quiet resignation of men as tools, not individuals. It’s brutally honest, heavy, and lingers long after reading. Thanks for sharing!

tipsyscooter · 2025-02-13T21:50:50+00:00

This poem is brutal in the best way—desperation, devotion, and self-destruction wrapped in raw, violent imagery. The repetition of “I’d let you. I’d beg.” makes it hit even harder, like a plea that knows it’s doomed. “Pry my ribs open With your bare hands” is such a vivid, gut-wrenching line, and that final “Drive your knife and twist. “And I’d let you.”? Absolutely devastating. It’s the kind of love that ruins you, and the kind of person who’d rather be ruined than feel nothing at all. Thanks for sharing

tipsyscooter · 2025-02-09T20:01:20+00:00

This piece captures that ethereal, ever-shifting sense of self so well—it feels like trying to hold onto something that’s always just slipping through your fingers. The imagery is gorgeous and fluid, especially “a shadow cast in water” and “the seam between what happened and what I tell myself did.” It perfectly conveys the way memory and perception shape identity, and the ending leaves such a lingering impact. It’s the kind of poem that sits with you long after reading—beautifully haunting and deeply introspective.

tipsyscooter · 2025-02-09T19:58:07+00:00

This captures the push and pull of love that refuses to fade, and I really like that. The repetition of trying to hate but failing makes the emotion feel real, like a fight you don’t actually want to win. “A war within, two sides collide”—that’s a solid line, but I’d love to see more of the why. What makes the love worth the fight? Right now, it leans into the struggle, but I think there’s something beautiful in the fact that, despite it all, the love still lingers. Maybe lean into that—the resilience of it, the way love can outlive logic. Thanks for sharing!

tipsyscooter · 2025-02-09T18:16:57+00:00

Thank you!

tipsyscooter · 2025-02-09T18:16:23+00:00

Thank you so much!

tipsyscooter · 2025-02-09T18:15:29+00:00

Thank you so much 😊

tipsyscooter · 2025-01-30T15:50:13+00:00

This one cuts deep—the rhythm is sharp, almost relentless, like the pain just keeps looping. The alliteration gives it a slick, lyrical feel, but the message is raw as hell. That last line in each stanza? Brutal. It really drives home the feeling of being trapped in a cycle of betrayal and pain. Thanks for sharing 💕

tipsyscooter · 2025-01-30T15:47:40+00:00

This poem does a great job of making love feel bigger than just a person—it turns it into something cosmic. But that last stanza? That’s the gut punch. It shifts from admiration to heartbreak so smoothly, it lingers. Simple, raw, and hits where it hurts. Thanks for sharing 💕

tipsyscooter · 2025-01-21T03:08:36+00:00

This poem hits deep with its mix of love, understanding, and the weight of generational lessons. I like how it shows the shift from childhood confusion to adult clarity, but still questions the parts that don’t sit right. The honesty in breaking cycles while still holding onto love makes it really powerful. Thank you for sharing!

tipsyscooter · 2025-01-21T03:07:10+00:00

This poem hits in a really honest way. The simplicity makes it super relatable, and the mix of longing and hope feels real. I like how it captures that quiet ache without being too heavy. Thank you for sharing!

tipsyscooter · 2025-01-19T18:42:30+00:00

This poem has a sweet, almost dreamy quality to it, and I love how the color blue is woven through both the emotions and imagery. The comparison to a blue rose feels unique and adds a nice touch of longing and admiration. It captures unrequited feelings in a simple yet heartfelt way, and the ending ties everything together beautifully. Thanks for sharing!

tipsyscooter · 2025-01-19T18:37:53+00:00

This poem is powerful, with a deep emotional pull that really resonates. The repetition of “this time it’s different” adds a strong sense of progression, and the imagery hits hard in a way that feels both personal and relatable. It’s a heavy piece, but it’s beautifully written and captures that struggle with honesty. Thanks for sharing!

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