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The Boy Who Waited

May 30, 2013
By JacobWLD BRONZE, Putnam, Connecticut
JacobWLD BRONZE, Putnam, Connecticut
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The boy who waits after his world's torn in two, Waiting for the half that was stolen from his heart.
The boy who waits as his life walks away, Moving past him as he should it.
The boy who waits with pictures in hand, Reminding him of all that he's lost.
The boy who waits as months turn to years, Leaving room for his half when it chooses to return.
The boy who waits as life flashes by, Sad and empty from oppurtunities passed.
The boy who waits alone in his bed, Staring at where his other half should be.
The boy who waits till his hair turns gray, Matching the color of his soul since lost.
The boy who waited till death did you part, leaving cold and empty your place in his heart.



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on Jun. 5 2013 at 3:47 am
WrenArrington, Sioux Falls, South Dakota
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First I want to say great poem, and I hope you get more stuff up soon :) If I had to offer some criticism, I would suggest taking out the "who" so that it's "The boy did this" rather than "The boy who did this" because with the latter, it's just a fragment. Which is definitely okay for poetry, but in this case I just don't think it makes sense. Also make sure to pay attention to your line breaks and read through your work several times so you catch things that could be improved. Sometimes just shifting one word down to the next line can make the whole thing flow better. Okay, I'm done being a meanie now :P I think this poem carries a lot of emotion in relatively simple words, which is something that takes talent to do, so congratulations on that. The chronological progression from child to elderly man drenches the whole thing in sadness. I like that rather than transitioning from referring to the subject as a boy to a man, you kept it at boy. That makes it seem like life really just stopped for him. I especially like the second-to-last line, with the comparison of gray hair to the color of his soul. The rhyme in the last line was a great way to finish it.