04-22-2026, 01:47 PM
(04-08-2026, 12:57 AM)MalingeringDove Wrote: Why is this happening to me?Hi I'm also pretty new to poetry and this site but I'm gonna provide the best feedback I can.
Why is there so much blood?
This is simply too much blood.
Running down her throat
and out of her mouth
from overfilled lungs
onto the floor, the plagued
Nile quickly draining out
too weak to resist as the body
begins to swallow itself.
Gurgling wet whimpers
bubble to the surface
as I siphon liters
of blood and marbled clots
into a bucket.
Both of us unsure
how we got here
or how to get out.
I hope my eyes
can speak loud enough
to tell you I’m sorry
I got us so lost.
They’re all rushing in now.
Eyes bulging
like a bunny
caught by a fox
unable to move
or speak. Forced
To silently scream,
staring at the little
white lies leaving
my lips
drenched in bright red blood.
I am very new to poetry and have been writing for about a month. All criticism welcome so I can progress. Ty
Your poem feels very frightening and urgent, and I definitely like this vibe a lot. However, the line where you say "This is simply too much blood" kind of takes away from the panicky feeling. Kind of sounds like something a distinguished British woman would say rather than someone drowning. I like your description of "marbled clots," as well as "the plagued Nile" they sound satisfying and grotesque at the same time. I'm a little confused by the line "They're all rushing in now," did you mean the blood is rushing in or something else? I think clarifying this by either re-writing it or adding more context before (if it's not about the blood) will help the reader understand your meaning. Overall though I really this poem. Hope this helps!
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