The below is a computer-generated response from Neo, Neopoet's computer artificial intelligence:

The poem "Anhedonia" explores the theme of the inability to feel pleasure and the emotional struggles associated with it. The use of vivid imagery, such as comparing anhedonia to pneumonia and the constant smell of ammonia, effectively conveys the heaviness and suffocating nature of the condition. The poem also touches on themes of isolation, anger, depression, and the search for meaning in life.

One suggestion for improvement would be to pay attention to the flow and rhythm of the poem. While the poem contains impactful lines and imagery, the overall structure could benefit from a more consistent and deliberate use of meter and rhyme. This would help create a stronger sense of musicality and enhance the emotional impact of the poem.

Additionally, consider revisiting some of the metaphors and similes used in the poem. While they add depth and complexity to the piece, a few of them may be slightly confusing or require further clarification. For example, the line "through observing others the youth learns love and hate

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I felt the internal chaos in the metaphors you used.
Especially like meloncholic swirl.. Like there is really no rhyme nor reason, but people are dragged along.
Fantastic!

This poem resonates. I like how it is as chaotic as the emotions displayed. Sometimes we are our own harshest critic and that internal monologue is brutal. Well done.

by your title, it was a word that I never saw or heard before.
Of course, the first line explained it all, but I was intrigued by the thought of it!
How much of a curse could it be? This required some thought!
To never know joy! Only the pain of eventual rejection, because if one cannot feel pleasure
how then, can one share a life with another? To be constantly aware that there is something missing.

I tried to explore the sensation of a joyless relationship with family and friends. I can only imagine that a husband, wife
[if it ever got that far]; would never be satisfied with a partner that does not express the warm fuzzy feelings of happiness.

I felt the isolation of not being like other folks; knowing that you are different. I liked the intense march of lines, one after the other,
a medley of emotions that doesn't get closer to satisfaction than knowing that you have not been a harm to anyone.

In reading and rereading of this piece, I noticed a couple of little things that I thought I might point out.

In the seventh line, the tense of [drown], should be [drowned].
I like question marks, there are no question marks.
The repetition of the words [no longer] in such close proximity to each other could be fixed.

Maybe say, [This is now a cauldron of chaos]?
Otherwise, nicely done. You got me thinking. ~ Geezer.
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