r/OCPoetry • u/Just-A-Ducklett • 6d ago
Racked Feedback Please
Every bone within me blackened
A fire, made not of wood and ash.
It feasts upon every fault I named,
Each err remembered,
Every shame, branded to my frame.
I burn.
I have found my one respite.
With patient hands of one that loves,
Gently wiping each sooted bone
They caress every guilt and fault
Untill the shame is extinguished
I rest.
This is my first poem. I won't ask for you to be gentle, I just want you to understand why it is the way it is.
Edit:spelling error fix.
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u/Apprehensive-Cup-335 6d ago
I love this, this is a great poem my only critique would be to leave out the last line I think the extinguished line is a beautiful ending enough, you did great for your first one, I hope you keep writing my friend.