Hiders Are? Poem by Herbert Nehrlich
Hiders Are?
Then what are hiders?
Could they be spiders
or backstabbing riders
who cling to the coattails
of history's tux?
From where they could see
those who still remain free
in their effort to flee
many arrows do miss
their target of hearts.
But the time will come
where initially some
will beat their own drum
and the arrows fly back
oh, revenge is so sweet.
Watch out for cliches like the last line; they are a knife in the side of many good poems. Also, I would suggest dumping the rhyme for a spell. It is always there, and it doesn't really help your poems. I'm trying to give constructive criticism.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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5/3/2024 2:37:12 PM # 1.0.0.1119
There is absolutely no truth in your comment for me. I would rather stick with my countrymen like Goethe, Schiller, Lessing, Heine and our own Dr. Seuss (Wilhelm Busch) than listen to bumbling 'experts' (not you) who claim to know what poetry is. I have always written both non- and rhyming poems and I 'prefer both'. If others want to know what I mean when I talk about life then they can read my poems.If they don't like what they see the can stay away. And would you kindly not call me Herb (Herbert =better) so I won't have to call you And. Best wishes H