Come whisper of the coming
The coming of our doom
Achievements of our cunning
Are running, coming, soon
And though we're hard of hearing
They are marching through the gloom
Come whisper of the coming
The coming of our doom
Please give a detailed explanation about the meaning and main idea of this poem.:
For a long time, I have been interested in the environment. I know that we, as humans, have caused a lot of problems when it comes to the Earth. However, world leaders seem to be slow to realise it, or perhaps they have realised what has happened and they continue to ignore it. That was the inspiration for my poem. "Our doom" is what will happen if we continue to neglect to protect nature. Of course, it is an "achievement or our cunning." We are "hard of hearing" because we aren't acknowledging the damage we have inflicted to our home.
Please explain your writing and thought process regarding this poem.:
I wrote this poem a few months ago, scribbling it in my notebook. I can't really remember exactly what was going on inside my head, but I know that I wrote it in a short period of time. I was looking for rhymes and a certain rhythm. And lots of figurtive language. I wanted it to be clear as mud. I rewrote it a few times in that same notebook, finally coming up with the version I liked. I actually erased two lines in the end, ones that didn't seem to fit in with the rest of the poem. Again, it was a few months ago, so I don't remember them exactly. It was something about gathering in a room. I memorized the poem after that. I wrote it in a burst of inspiration that is hard to come by. Usually I have to think hard and long to get rhymes, or use my chromebook to research "rhymes for doom," but for this poem, I didn't. It just kind of came out of me.
Why did you choose to write this poem?:
I chose to write this poem mostly because I enjoy writing. Lately I've developed a love for poetry that wasn't really there before. You could say writing is my hobby. A line just popped into my head, and I had to write it down or I would forget it. You never want to forget a line of poetry--every line is a gem, every stanza a piece of gold. I didn't want to lose that idea.
Do you have any tips or anything to share with the youth writers who may be reading this?:
1. Never let anyone tell you what to do. Your writing is yours. Your creative process is unique and wonderful. You don't have to do what your teacher says a "real writer" does. Be yourself when you write. Let yourself shine through your words.
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