Question

could i get feedback on my poem ;)

Music When Soft Voices Die

Music, when soft voices die,
Vibrates in the memory—
Odours, when sweet violets sicken,
Live within the sense they quicken.

Rose leaves, when the rose is dead,
Are heaped for the belovèd's bed;
And so thy thoughts, when thou art gone,
Love itself shall slumber on.

Answer 1

@King.Void. @RAINIAR @Mr.StoryWriter @Nahstya

Answer 2

Dang man, That's like . . .
REALLY GREAT !!! For Real !
I REALLY LOVE THAT !!! !!! !!! !!!

Answer 3

thnx alot

Answer 4

wow i didnt know you could write like that!

Answer 5

U really live in Hawaii ? And play Uke ?

Answer 6

heres a funny one : way down south where banannas grow, a grasshopper stepped on an elephants toe. the elephant said, with tears in his eyes, pick on someone your one size

yes i live in hawaii and play uke. if fact we own an uke company

Answer 7

For real ? I'm Hawaiian/Chinese/Irish and play Uke, Guitar, Elec Viola, and Piano . . .
Weird ^_^

Answer 8

theres a video of me on youtube playing uke when i wuz 6. if u see da 3 year old girl laguhing next to me, dats crazychickengril123. the vid ill give u the name in a sec

Answer 9

cool :)

Answer 10

Ukulele kid 6 years old (Lucky Bonanno) ~ C is for Cookie

Answer 11

copy paste that

Answer 12

and look it up

Answer 13

Never really a fan of poetry, but still good!

Answer 14

yeah..

Answer 15

wow youre amazing!!