I have a hope balloon,
It is not as pretty as a festoon.
If I lose hope even for a split second,
I will not cope, I reckon.
My hope balloon will pop,
And my heart will stop.
I will go into the heavens,
Never to be seen again.
And I will be renewed,
With a brand new attitude.
However, I will be screwed.
I will be a brand new person,
A different version.
I will live my life,
Until it shall happen again.
Submitted: June 29, 2019
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Nice! There is a certain kind of horror, something like anxiety, when you realize that you're losing all hope of achieving something. I think this poem encapsulates that feeling well. And it's rather unique, because balloons usually have a positive, uplifting connotation when it comes to poetry. I like your new take on this concept. Great job!
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Derina Peng
This was a very creative poem, where you used balloon to describe the flimsiness or delicacy of your hope. In the middle you wrote about the possibility of lossing it with mixture of new life and fear of it, made the whole poem more creditable and real to most people. I think many people can relate to it. The end was a good conclusion, no matter what happened, we should hold onto our hope and live life till the last. The rhyming and flow was good too. I read this not as horror thou, I read it as quite insightful poem and encouraging.
Thu, July 11th, 2019 3:01pmAuthor
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Thanks for reading!
Thu, July 11th, 2019 4:04pm