Eyes

The rain is following down the window

The air is still the wind does not blow

The clouds begin to get darker each day

Almost as if they are here to stay

You think I am talking about the skies

When truthfully I am talking about my eyes

 

Eyes- Jaelen Johnston 5-28-21

 

This poem is about: 
Me

Comments

mrapook

Suggestion: Don't explain the metaphor, let the reader figure it out.
If you make the last two lines about you, the reader will understand the mataphor
Maybe something like this:  

i can't even crack a crooked smile,  
gloom sprinkles daily, keeps me in exile.  

This is only an example, though you can use it if you wish.
   write your own feelings.

And remember to paint a picture with your words not tell.

also you mention the same thing twice...
if the air is still, then of course the wind is not blowing. And vice-versa.
if the wind is not blowing, then of course the air is still.
This is a commen mistake that many poets make.
It's called "Tautology" 

I hope some of this helps your poem to become even better.

 

 

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