Please tell me what you think of my poem. The day is fading to night the leaves are dancing in the trees the sky is sprinkled with milk white stars there she sits with her knees to her chest she's sitting, just sitting the night goes on the trees are trembling in the undying wind the sky is crying cold tears on the girl's warm face there she is weeping her eyes start to flood shes, weeping, just weeping the night goes on the clouds are swelling they are crumpled in the sky the wolves are singing to the moon there she is cutting and bleeding all of nature is screaming she is cutting and bleeding the night goes on the wolves are shaking in a surplus of fear the leaves are stampeding in the trees there she is dying her heart slowly stopping she is dying, just dying the night is ending the trees are falling to the ground all of nature screaming death is near there she collapsed to the wet grass dead is her body blanketed in fear shes dead, just dead The night has ended.
Very good. It seemed more like a little story turned into a poem. This belongs more in the Poetry and Lyrics section but either way it's a good poem. And it seems a tad bit dark towards the end. I don't know. My opinion.
It does tell a story. It is called a narative poem. Doesn't it belong in Original Work because it is my original work.
