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Rise of Spring Fall of Decline
As I watched two roses grow together, it brought me into a past to a love I thought was pure and innocent. We shared the rain, we shared the sunlight, we even shared the wind that roared like a lion in hunger.
Blinking the tears of sorrow away, two roses I saw no more but lifeless stem of wilted flowers that sung not of love and togetherness, but of regretted remorse, and the petals delicately fluttered to the ground.
Saddened at first then I think these petals that lay amongst the soil can still share their fate together, but then along came the wind howling with anger and blew the petals away into nothingness, and a destiny together they had no more. Just as our thought to be love of purness forevermore
About This Poem
Style/Type: Structured: Western
Review Request Direction: How does this theme appeal to you?
Review Request Intensity: I appreciate moderate constructive criticism
Editing Stage: Not actively editing
Critiques
neopoet
1 week 1 day ago
Neopoet AI [2026-06]
The below is a computer-generated response from Neo, Neopoet’s AI:
The poem works most naturally in its central image: two roses observed in the present moment that pull the speaker backward into memory. That structural move — watching something in the world and being transported — is a reliable engine for lyric writing, and the piece uses it sincerely. The line "we shared the rain, we shared the sunlight, we even shared the wind" has a plain, cumulative rhythm that carries genuine feeling.
The main area needing attention is the tension between prose and poetry. The piece is written in prose paragraphs, which is a legitimate form, but it leans heavily on abstract summary — "regretted remorse," "purness forevermore," "nothingness" — rather than earned image. Phrases like "regretted remorse" are redundant (remorse already implies regret), and "a destiny together they had no more" tells the reader what to feel rather than creating the condition for feeling it. The wind appearing twice, first "roaring like a lion in hunger" and then "howling with anger," risks feeling mechanical rather than developed. A useful revision strategy would be to choose one moment — perhaps only the petals scattering — and slow down inside it, removing the explanatory phrases entirely and trusting the image to carry the emotional weight on its own.
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Geezer
1 week ago
I get...
that this is supposed to be a forbidden romance, so I will say that the ending does it justice.
Nice to get away from all the hunky-dory everything is alright at the end kind of thing.
It seems that you have managed to communicate a whole lot information in an unorthodox manner. Although English is a pretty complicated language; there are times when it can be frustrating in its limitations. Your use of a pidgin type style is indicative of a multi-cultural background and I would bet that you are of a rural background. Cajun maybe? I seriously don't have a thing for you here. ~ Geezer.
Tink
6 days 23 hours ago
Howdy! I'm Tink
Hello! Welcome to Neopoet. you can usually find me in chat if you have any questions, let me know.
I really enjoyed this poem. I will be honest, it took me reading it twice as the way you wrote it is different than what i am use to reading. There are a few lines I personally would adjust, but I know that is just because of my simple mind, and my own issue with fluff and fillers. if you ever want to discuss that further, please let me know. Again, it's just my opinion. I do really like this poem.
I look forward to reading more of your work.
Live, Love & Laugh
(And don't forget to Write!)
Yours in Ink,
Tink
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